F A N T A S T I C P R E S E N T A
entras en la mía.
Me gusta salir en secreto con un médico.
- Mi empresa está en problemas. - Nuestro matrimonio está en problemas.
Petroleros de Carrington Atlantic
están detenidos en las rutas marítimas de Moldavia.
En realidad estamos volando a Moldavia para tratar de rescatar a Blake y Anders
de secuestradores sin que nos maten.
Usted tenía razón. Acabo de rescatar a Blake
y Liam de la prisión.
¿Qué acaba de decir?
Entonces, le pregunté a Liam, si su padre estaba en peligro mortal
y en una prisión de Moldavia, ¿no querría saberlo?
Y luego me recordó que su padre está muerto y también tenía
una aventura y un niño con la novia de su hijo,
así que probablemente no, lo cual realmente no era el punto.
No, el punto es que ninguno de nuestros padres murió,
así que no sé por qué estás molesto.
Estoy molesto porque Liam me ocultó este secuestro
porque dijo que me habría ido por la borda
e hizo todo peor, lo que significa
No confía en mí para ser un adulto o responsable.
Bueno, me alegro de que nadie me lo dijera, porque habría sido un desastre.
Sí, te habrías plegado como un acordeón barato bajo presión.
Afortunadamente, he estado lidiando con cosas como esta
desde que usaba mono monogrammed.
Aún así, los chicos los salvaron al final del día.
¿Por qué sigues defendiéndolo?
¿No tienen código de niña en Australia?
Afortunadamente, lo tengo todo resuelto.
Mis abogados han estado trabajando en un pequeño acuerdo prenupcial.
Ya sabes, reglas para nuestro matrimonio.
Principalmente para Liam. Como ser verdaderos socios
y no guardar secretos y tratarme como un adulto responsable
en todos los asuntos de importancia.
Bien, entonces es un contrato? Eso debería ir bien.
¿Sabes qué, Kirby? Estoy empezando a sentir
un poco atacado en este momento,
así que voy a prohibir más hablar de Liam
hasta después de nuestro día de terapia minorista.
Bien, espera, olvidé mis gafas de sol.
Nos vemos afuera.
- ¡No! - No digas una palabra.
Sí, vi las flores. Son hermosos, gracias.
Bueno, cuando regrese, puedo mostrarte
algunos movimientos aún más vaporosos.
¿Qué extrañé durante mis dos días en Moldavia?
¿Alguien te ha dicho alguna vez que eres extrañamente bueno acechando?
¿Estás viendo a alguien ahora?
Sí, pero por favor no me presiones a hablar sobre eso.
Todavía es temprano.
Por supuesto. Me lo dirás cuando estés listo.
Llega una etapa en la vida de cada padre
donde tiene que aprender a confiar y respetar
las decisiones de su hija sobre su vida amorosa.
Bien,
- Buena conversación, pero tengo un vuelo que tomar. - ¿Qué?
- ¿A dónde vas? - Confianza y respeto. ¿Recuerda?
Carrington Atlantic estaba justo en mis manos,
y de alguna manera Blake logró arrebatárselo.
Probablemente debería haberlo dejado en Moldavia.
El rescate confirmó lo que supe todo el tiempo sobre él.
Es un monstruo cruel y sin corazón.
Así es exactamente como lo describí en mis solicitudes de divorcio.
Bueno, tenías razón, como siempre,
Por eso estoy preparado para continuar esta batalla.
Por emocionante que sea tu lealtad,
No estoy seguro de que nos queden movimientos en esta guerra.
UH uh uh. Tengo algunas buenas noticias.
Adivina a quién Blake acaba de nombrar como segundo al mando en CA
Si. Este chico.
Realmente enterraste al lede.
Ahora, no creo que podamos quitarle CA a él.
Aunque con mi hijo muy inteligente por dentro,
tal vez podamos destruirlo y aplastar a Blake en el proceso.
Todavía tienes conexiones en el Atlanta Journal-Constitution, ¿verdad?
No te saldrás con la tuya. Te mataré.
Oh vamos. Es la manera perfecta
para comenzar una despedida de soltera.
Aumenta tu ritmo cardíaco.
Hola Fallon
¿Qué está haciendo mi asistente aquí, o todavía estoy alucinando?
de la bolsa de poliéster que estaba sobre mi cara?
Invité a Allison como una niñera.
Prefiero "chaperona".
Alguien debe asegurarse de que no lo hagamos,
- ya sabes, afeitarnos la cabeza. - ¿Que es esto?
¿Hay alguien a quien no hayas invitado?
Quiero decir, ¿están a punto de aparecer los ex de Liam?
Bien, me encontré con Cristal en el hotel,
y ella estaba comiendo allí sola,
y, bueno, nunca he visto a nadie masticar tan tristemente.
Pero ella me mintió tanto como Liam.
No te preocupes, me mantendré fuera de tu camino.
Solo necesito una escapada de mi vida y soltarme.
Oh wow. Esto ha tenido un gran comienzo.
Es mi tercer matrimonio.
Lo entiendo.
Cristal solo necesita un tiempo tranquilo
darse cuenta de que ella realmente no quiere irse.
Hasta entonces, puedo concentrarme en Carrington Atlantic.
Mientras estés bien.
Estoy genial.
Los petroleros están en camino a nuestra refinería,
y estoy iniciando la nueva CA con una conferencia de prensa
anunciando que Blake Carrington
es CEO nuevamente.
Creo que deberías estar a mi lado.
No me gustaría nada más.
Lamento interrumpir, señor.
Estoy seguro de que es malo
ya que nunca interrumpes con buenas noticias.
Bueno, las buenas noticias pueden esperar. Las malas noticias deben ser tratadas.
- Mm-hmm. - En este caso,
la prensa tiene viento de que has robado petróleo
de la pequeña nación de Moldavia.
Ahora el Departamento de Energía ha lanzado una investigación.
en CA por posible mala conducta.
Esto es ridículo. No robé nada.
No es mi culpa que Laura Van Kirk me haya tendido una trampa.
Sí, solo porque el rey decidió nacionalizar el petróleo
no significa que puedan tomar lo que nuestra compañía ya pagó.
Bueno, lamentablemente, hasta el Departamento de Energía.
oficialmente está de acuerdo con su evaluación, todas las operaciones de CA
han sido congelados
¿Cómo demonios se enteró la prensa de esto?
Quizás deberíamos cancelar la conferencia de prensa.
No. No, no podemos parecer que estamos en pánico.
- So what are we doing? - Panicking.
Turning to friends in high places who can help kill
this investigation.
Welcome to Fallon's bachelorette HQ.
We have views, 24-hour butler service,
an on-call masseuse
and, for a true New Orleans experience,
Mistress Delphine,
maker of magic, creator of potions.
- Oh, so she's a bartender. - Mm-hmm.
All right, well, that's good, because I still have
a giant, Liam-sized headache to erase.
I'll have whatever she's having.
If I'm gonna go crazy, I'm gonna need
a little more than my usual Chardonnay.
Okay, well, make mine extra strong,
'cause I'm feeling myself after saving lives
and Sammy Ho is going out tonight.
Uh, can you make mine a triple?
- I'll take one of those, too. - What?
No. You're chaperoning.
♪ Yeah ♪
Thank you. Oh, oh, before we drink,
a couple ground rules, okay?
No tacky strip clubs, no tacky blow-up dolls,
no ugly bachelorette sashes... Oh, and no photos,
in case they turn out tacky and ugly.
Other than that, here is to an untacky night to remember.
Snake on the floor! Snake on the floo...
What the hell?
What happened to your face?
And whose clothes are these?
Where did you get that diamond necklace?
Hello?
Okay, who stole my engagement ring?
What the hell happened last night?
Oh.
Well, apparently, I got married.
And I'm assuming it wasn't to Liam.
What the hell are we gonna do? This is not good.
No. No, um, it's actually pretty bad.
At least Britney Spears knew who she was marrying in Vegas.
Remind me not to invite you to my next bachelorette party.
I feel like there's a heart beating inside of my head,
and your screaming is giving it a heart attack.
- Oh, your head hurts? - Yeah.
My screaming's making it worse?
- You want to take a nap? No! - Ow!
We can piece this together, okay?
What was the first thing we were supposed to do?
I think we had reservations for Antoine's.
I don't even remember eating last night.
Me, neither.
Everything is a blur after those drinks we had here.
I just need to get my phone.
I have the whole itinerary on there.
Can someone call it? And-and please,
can you stop breathing so loud?
I don't know where mine is.
None of us have our phones.
I can't find my purse.
Or my wallet.
Okay, this is the part
where you guys tell me this is all some kind of, you know,
sick psychological joke to see how I react under pressure.
Tell me there's a safe word. There's a safe word, right?
Wait, I think I found something.
Oh, my God.
I told you, no sashes.
Yeah, but this one has the name of a bar on it.
Maybe we went there?
Oh, Mr. Colby's back.
Wonderful. I have something important to tell him.
Wait, Mrs. Colby, I think he's in the middle of something.
Jeff, I...
Not even a sock on the door as a warning?
Alexis, just give us a minute, all right?
I'm meeting her tonight.
Hopefully this brings a swift end
to the investigation and we can get back to business.
In the meantime, I need a profile of Adam,
for the press conference.
You know, stories that show he's a good leader
while still humanizing him.
I'm talking gold medal in trout fishing,
captain of the bison team, whatever kids do in Montana.
Well, I'm sure that's exactly what they do,
but I'll double-check.
I've been thinking about your plan to kill the investigation,
and as your right-hand man,
I have concerns.
Do you even know what the plan is?
I assume it involves blackmail and/or bribery.
Carrington 101.
Well, now, that's Carrington 102.
Carrington 101 is getting important people
to owe you favors, specifically for times like these.
Now it's time to call one in.
Right, but what if you're caught
meeting with this person?
Or what if it's a trap? I'd...
I'd just feel more comfortable if someone else went, like me.
Well, I appreciate the offer, but this calls for the big dog.
She trusts me.
We're meeting in an abandoned office building later.
It's gonna be fine.
I've known her for years.
Okay. Let's have a nip of whiskey then
to celebrate our impending success.
Now, there's a good idea.
Mm-hmm.
_
- Cheers. - Cheers.
The point is, all we have to go on is this hideous sash.
Apologies if your sister designed it.
But I was hoping you could tell us anything you remember
- from last night? - Wait, you're serious?
Like, you don't remember the mechanical bull riding?
Oh. Is that why my thighs are killing me?
Gotta say, I'm a little relieved.
The last thing any of us remember is having drinks at our suite.
Yes, yes. Made by this freaky...
like, hipster voodoo woman wearing a Halloween costume,
Mistress something?
Mistress Delphine. Hmm.
Yeah, she's, uh, she's famous for her secret herbal blends.
Which basically act
- like roofies. - Wow.
Nice background check.
Okay. At least we know who has our phones and our wallets.
Actually, I...
have one of your phones.
- That's mine! - Wait, why do you have your phone?
'Cause this thing's practically glued to my hand.
- Even Mistress Delphine's magic couldn't touch it. - But you left it here.
Well, no phones allowed while riding Sophie.
Okay, there's no photos because of your rules,
but it looks like we took a Lyft
to a place called Monsieur Reynaud's.
I didn't mean for you to find out about Mia like that.
But since the cat's out of the bag, um...
I want a divorce.
Wow.
Thanks for being so delicate.
I'm sorry, but we need to face the facts, Alexis.
Our revenge failed.
We lost C.A.
- Game over. - That's what I came to tell you.
There is still a way to get what we each want.
I have a new plan.
Don't you ever run out of plans?
No.
Look, when I first saw you in Europe
and we reconnected, I thought I was dying.
So focusing on revenge made sense.
But I have a new liver and a new lease on life.
I just want to move on, you know?
Maybe settle down and...
I really like Mia.
Mm-hmm.
We had a deal.
One year of wedded bliss in exchange for my testimony against Blake.
Yeah, testimony that turned out to be worthless.
Look, I promise,
I will give you a very generous settlement
for terminating our deal early.
- Okay? - What possessed us
to come into this dump in the middle of the night?
Oh, hi.
I'm sor... Fallon Carrington.
- I love your store. - Mm.
Do you happen to remember us from last night?
You're a hard group to forget.
Except, where's the fourth one?
She's... she's outside trying not to hurl.
Speaking of last night,
when we came in here, was there a man with us?
Um, probably very handsome. Husband material.
No, but you talked about a wedding
to someone named Scorpio.
Scorpio?
I married a man with an astrological sign for a name.
Let me show you the surveillance footage.
- Maybe that'll help. - Yes! - Yes!
Oh, God. Who keeps calling me?
"Unknown number."
Decline.
Oh, my God!
- So... - Fallon.
- I love it! - Oh.
Well, that shirt is...
Can we delete this after we're done?
How much did I spend?
Wait, I don't know if I want...
- Do you have your wallet? - No.
- Sir, can we pay for it tomorrow? - Can we come back tomorrow?
No, no, no.
Hey!
Um...
- did we... - Rob my store last night?
Yeah.
Well, was a baseball bat
- really necessary? - Listen,
we will pay for all of this once we get our wallets.
I hit the silent alarm
as soon as I saw you return.
I'll take that back now.
And don't forget the woman who's throwing up outside.
Hey, Fallon, I have a new name for you:
Felon Carrington.
Ugly!
- Uh, sir? - Yeah? Make it quick.
- I can't be late. - My investigator's
been looking into Adam's childhood in Montana
- for that profile you were talking about. - Mm-hmm.
And while they found an adorable moment or two,
they also found sealed juvenile court records.
Yeah, well, who doesn't have sealed court records, huh?
- Boys'll be boys. - Sir.
I paid a premium to have those records unsealed,
and discovered that young Adam
had a history of violent outbursts,
particularly towards his adopted mother.
Well, that's not exactly a news flash, is it?
We know Adam's got a temper... He burned down my vineyard.
He's a good son. He basically saved our lives.
Forget the profile.
- We don't need it. - I'll have my men return home.
I think they're required to give us food soon.
What? I'm trying to look at the bright side.
I don't think you
should be in charge of the entertainment anymore.
You told me you wanted the party to be extra crazy,
'cause you were mad at Liam for not trusting you, okay? So...
I didn't ask you to have us drugged and thrown in jail.
Oh, no, he's right, though. This whole thing started
because you were angry at Liam when all he did was save your dad.
Stop taking his side.
I'm not taking his side.
I'm actually taking Adam's side, because...
- Don't even say it. - It's not the time, Kirby.
We're seeing each other.
Ugh! Wow.
Well, good luck with that. You should have invited Adam, too.
I mean, Cristal's here.
I'm here because I thought it'd be a nice way of showing
that no matter what happens with Blake, we could still be friends.
No, you said you were here
so you could drink Blake into oblivion.
I could do that anywhere.
Now I'm starting to understand Liam's point of view.
How can he trust you?
You do go overboard on everything.
You're mad at Liam, you marry someone else.
You're mad at me, you ice me out.
You probably gave me this black eye!
Well, if I did, believe me,
it is the one thing I wish I could remember.
Oh, my God, you are the most...
ungrateful, spiteful...
Shut up!
Hello?
Ah, thank God.
Mmm, mmm!
Mmm.
Thank you for meeting
and giving me a chance to apologize for earlier.
I assure you I was merely surprised.
I would have been startled, too.
That is kind of you to understand.
Jeff said you were sweet.
He did?
He is head over heels for you.
And I'm just so happy he's finally found someone
he's thinking about more seriously.
He can be a difficult man to pin down, that one.
He was always kind of a player.
- Mm. - But you two are platonic, right?
Like, I'm not stepping on anything?
You have nothing to worry about.
Oh!
Alexis, ugh, you are so clumsy.
Oh.
A little soda water, and it'll come right out.
Oh, I think it's... gonna take more than that, dear.
You know what?
Why don't you take mine?
- No. That's fine. It's-it's okay. - No, no,
no, I insist.
You can't run around town with Jeff Colby,
carrying a purse that looks like it was stolen from an aquarium.
Consider it a "get to know you" gift.
Thank you.
Thank you, that means a lot.
So, how did you know we were here?
Well, Kirby called.
Because apparently, you won't contact Liam.
Don't tell me you're still mad about the Moldavia thing?
He made a life-or-death decision on my behalf
because of the way he assumed I would react.
I mean, is that how our marriage is gonna be?
I'm sure he thought he was doing what was best for you.
Well, I didn't ask him to... which is why
it is all going into the prenup.
I am going to force him to think of me as an equal
and not some unreasonable child that he has to rein in.
Fallon, I'm sure he doesn't think that.
And if he does,
then that's something you two need to work out.
I liked it better when you hated him.
Still not a big fan.
All right, I've got to head back
- and give the team back their plane. - Okay.
We're good to go. Thanks for this.
Of course. What's the point of having your own plane
if you can't use it on the spur of the moment?
I take it you all can make it home on your own.
But why don't I have to bail out Allison?
- She didn't end up coming? - Allison?
- We forgot about Allison. - What if she's lost?
Or lying in a ditch somewhere,
and she's trying to call us over and over,
and her voice is getting weaker,
- and she's reaching for her phone... - Shh, shh, shh.
- Give me your phone. - What?
I think she was trying to call us over and over.
- What? - The unknown number, that must have been her.
Allison?
Okay. Where are you?
Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Fine, we'll be right there.
How did you know it was her?
Well, listening to your horror story just now
made me think back to this morning in the room
when the phone kept ringing, and then I realized
the only person annoying enough to call every hour
- is Allison. - So where is she?
- She's in the hospital. - What? - I'm just praying
she remembers something about my wedding.
And that she's okay.
- Of course. - Thank you.
I need a quick and favorable ruling.
Which should be simple, since your department is handling
- the probe into C.A. - I know I owe you, Blake,
but you're asking a lot.
This is a high-profile case for us.
All right, think of it this way.
The more powerful I am, the more influence I'll have
to help you get that Secretary of Energy spot one day.
That doesn't happen if you don't fix this for me.
You do make a very good point.
What the...?
This way.
What the hell was that?
Are you okay?
Not really.
You clearly have Moldavian terrorists after you.
I don't need my life in danger.
It's just a smoke canister.
I think it's pretty clear they're here
and they are angry.
And I haven't even done anything for you yet.
Who knows how far they'll go if I actually help?
You can't do this, Olivia.
I need you to end this investigation.
It's too hot right now, and I'm not gonna do anything
to jeopardize my career or my family.
I'm sorry. We need to wait
until everything cools down.
So, any big plans tomorrow?
Mm... going to work,
yoga, meal prep for the week.
Nothing too insane, huh?
I think I've outgrown the insane in my life.
Oh, wait. Some days I skip the gym.
That's crazy, right?
Wild.
Mm. Those martinis are strong.
Now I need to go visit the ladies' room.
Mia, huh? I've been on a few dates with her, too.
You used the Sugar4Hire app, right?
Sugar4Hire?
We both know who she is.
Mia only dates wealthy guys.
Expensive tastes, but... worth every penny.
Hey. Have fun, man.
I sure did.
It's all right, Tony, I found it.
Only my daughter would use a priceless work of art
to house common weeds. Hmm.
_
Yes. Ignore my previous phone call.
Uh, keep investigating Adam Carrington.
Go as deep as necessary.
Report back only to me.
You ever hear of Sugar4Hire?
Is it food delivery? Because this crudité isn't cutting it.
It's a service that matches younger women
with rich men to date.
I'm not that desperate, Jeff.
I found Mia's profile on there.
Turns out she's a gold digger.
Only after me for my money.
I am so sorry.
You can't tell about some people.
Oh, and you should've seen this $20,000 bag she was carrying.
And when I mentioned it, she made up this crazy story
that you gave it to her.
What?
I mean, we met for drinks,
but I wouldn't even give Fallon that bag.
No, she must've gotten it from one of those sugar daddies.
That harlot. She doesn't deserve you.
- Okay, you can drop the act. - What act?
Did you really think I wouldn't figure it out?
I'm a tech billionaire, Alexis.
I did a background check on Mia before we even went out.
That sugar baby profile never popped up.
So then I hacked into your credit card account.
That's a violation of my privacy.
Are you gonna call the police?
Huh? Anyway,
I saw you bought that bag this morning.
Why the hell are you trying to ruin my relationship?
Because...
...I'm your wife.
By arrangement.
There's no reason for us to stay married anymore.
I like being Mrs. Colby, okay?
It gives me a certain cachet in society
and name recognition for my podcast.
You know what? I've had enough of this.
I'm filing for divorce in the morning.
Thought I'd bring your favorite. I trust the meeting went well?
Actually, it didn't.
The Moldavian government sent someone to attack us.
What? A-Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. It was more of a warning, really.
Nobody was hurt. My eyes got a little red.
So, your contact, are they still gonna help, or...?
No, she was, she was shaken.
Really upset.
But your old man was able to turn things around.
You were?
Yeah. Well, the attack gave me a great idea.
You know, it's just a short leap from caving
to terrorists to working with them.
So I asked Walker what her boss would think if she was
in business with the Moldavians.
It'd be so easy to make it look like she was getting kickbacks
from them to screw over
an upstanding American citizen such as myself.
This time tomorrow, C.A. will be back online,
those tankers will be at our refinery,
just in time for the press conference.
That's how we do it.
Drop the pudding. We need to talk.
What do you remember about last night?
And most importantly, do you remember
- who I married? - You married someone?
Oh, my God. You were supposed to be the responsible one.
I'm so sorry.
The nurse told me I fell off a mechanical bull.
Guess none of you noticed, because a stranger
brought me here with a concussion.
We just left you there?
Yeah, but don't feel bad.
I broke out of my comfort zone and had a great time.
I assume.
Well, now I do feel bad.
Not because of you, so much,
but because we're leaving tomorrow,
and I have to tell Liam,
my fiancé, that I married someone else because I got mad.
Which just proves his point.
I am a child. Why should I be trusted?
I do go overboard.
Well, I mean, we all went overboard.
It's not just on you.
Yeah.
Look, guys, I'm sorry that I yelled at you
when you were just trying to do what I wanted you to do
and be a good bride tribe.
And good friends.
You know what? It doesn't matter whose fault it is.
What matters is that we've dodged jail, ridden bulls.
- Stolen jewelry. - Wrestled anacondas.
So we can definitely figure out
this Scorpio situation, together.
Or...
we just make sure that Liam never,
ever finds out about it.
Girl code, right?
I can help as soon as I change.
Can someone undo this thing?
- No. Not my job. - Ah, come here.
- Oh. - What is it? Is it bad?
"Scorpio"?
"The Anaconda Club"?
- Why does that sound familiar? - It's a strip club.
Oh, come on. I married a stripper?
The staff told me you were here.
It's nice Blake occasionally lets you
out of the house for some air.
Now, to what do I owe this headache,
because I am really not in the mood.
I've just discovered that my daughter is dating your son.
Really?
Well, good taste has never been one of Adam's strong suits.
I could say the same about Kirby.
But I've been looking into Adam's past,
and I'm a bit worried.
He's left quite a trail of violence behind him.
Now, I know you two have always been close,
but has he ever hurt you?
Adam is a mama's boy through and through.
He would never hurt me.
He actually saved my life when I tripped
into the fireplace and burned my face.
You know, I've always wondered, how does one trip into a fireplace?
And lie there long enough for their face to melt off?
Well, you'd think your reflexes would kick in.
Well, my reflexes were slowed from too much wine.
I'm fortunate my son arrived when he did,
and that's all there is to that story, I'm afraid.
Yeah, well, I'm probably just being an overprotective father.
I'll show myself out.
♪ Hey, you don't want no... problem ♪
♪ You know, uh-uh... ♪
I told you no strip clubs.
Well, I was under the influence.
But how great is this place?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I don't think so. Okay? Out.
- Out. - Whoa. What do you mean, out?
- We just got here. - No, no, no.
You were banned from the club last night.
What? Why?
She jumped onstage
for a lap dance, but her face got in the way
of a stripper's elbow.
We had to kick you all out for rowdiness.
- I'm sorry I accused you of punching me. - Mm-hmm.
Then you all snuck back in, and you ran off with Andy.
I would never run off with an Andy.
Okay?
Wait, is Andy an anaconda?
You know what? Just get out of here, all right? Before I call the cops.
No... Okay, come on. We don't need to go to jail again.
We can't just give up. We need a New Orleans miracle.
What?
Yeah, baby!
- Allison... - Hey! My walkie!
- Go, Allison! - Let's go.
You need to give that girl a raise.
Hurry!
The smoke bomb did scare her, but somehow Blake
still managed to talk her into it.
It was a good plan, but your father always manages
to weasel his way out of trouble.
All right, so we figure out another way.
An un-weaselable way.
Between this plan failing
and Jeff wanting a divorce...
maybe it's time to move on.
Do you want to talk about it?
I'm not in the mood yet.
Great, neither am I, but here's the thing.
You're the one who taught me never to give up.
Blake would've left me to rot in a dungeon
just to save C.A.; he would've kept you from your children.
That's why we continue to fight
for whatever we want.
This is the first time you've ever given me a pep talk.
Look at my boy.
All grown up.
Well, your boy has a new plan.
And all I need is your trust.
And a little money.
- Is that all there is? - Yes, it's her entire medical file
from the night she fell into the fire.
♪ I feel the motion, just setting in... ♪
How do we know which is Scorpio?
They all seem equally... oily.
Well, maybe they have their names written
on their tiny little underwear.
I think we're gonna need a closer inspection.
Fine, I'll do it.
And now... the moment you've been waiting for.
Let's give it up for Scorpio!
Oh, my God, my God, that's him... he's wearing my ring!
Well, we don't have much time. Security could come back
any second... Go, go talk to him.
Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me...
Scorpio? Scorpio... Please wave your dollars
at some another banana hammock, okay, that's my husband!
Scorpio! Scorpio, over here!
Get up there, Fallon!
♪ Almost rang the phone off the wall... ♪
- Pop that booty! - I can't watch.
♪ This evening ♪
♪ I need some hot stuff, baby, tonight... ♪
Hey. Yeah.
Scorpio?
Is this Scorpio?
Okay. Listen, sir, I think you have my ring.
Scorpio?
I'll just come back later.
He seems busy.
Oh!
- Oh! - ♪ Hot stuff... ♪
Your mother would be very proud.
Hi. Um, if I could just talk to you for one second...
Really? Okay.
If I could just...
♪ Hot stuff... ♪
Yes. We like that.
Very good. You done?
All right, let's hear it again for Scorpio!
Wow, this is officially the best bachelorette party ever.
Never speak of this again.
Hi. Finally.
- Fallon Carrington. - Yeah, I know.
I was wondering when you guys were coming back.
Oh. You mean, when we were gonna come back,
or when you could score some more free bling?
Apparently, I'm your wife.
My wife?
No, uh, I didn't marry you.
I married him.
♪ Something in the air tonight... ♪
What?
What now?
I'm not ready to give up on our marriage.
Even if that means having to tell you the truth
about my feelings and letting you see the real me.
Well, this is kind of the third real you,
but I get it.
I didn't like seeing you with that girl.
I think there's something between us,
and you know it, too.
You were the first person to visit me after my accident.
You tried to protect me from Adam,
and you came to see me
when you thought you were dying.
If all of that means nothing,
I'll give you your divorce.
Maybe there is a seed of something between us.
But if we went there, it-it'd get messy.
You are a lot, Alexis.
Look at the stunt you pulled with Mia.
That's not what I need right now.
What you don't need
is simple, uncomplicated Mia.
She will make you dull.
And one day, she will do something even worse.
She will bore you.
Sometimes, a man just wants to take
the easy, well-paved road.
Not Jeff Colby.
Yeah, I pulled that stunt.
I keep you on your toes.
And if you have a new lease on life,
why not choose the more interesting life?
So, the first time we came in...
Everyone was pretty wasted. Especially you.
I heard.
But I'm-I'm not like that, really.
Well, normally. I-I have a lot going on.
Anyway, uh, in all the chaos,
you left your phones and wallets here, so...
- Oh, thank you. - Yeah, of course.
So, um, when exactly did I propose?
I mean, I assume that I was the one who proposed, right?
Yeah, you did. Uh, apparently,
you went to the bar and were moved
by some story that Fallon was telling everyone
about marrying a total stranger and falling in love.
- Oh, yes! Yes! - Yeah?
Me and Liam. Aw.
What a sweet story.
You see? Sometimes, going overboard pays off.
- So, what else did he say I said? - Not your turn.
So, then we must have gone to that store
to buy wedding clothes, right?
Or steal them.
Well, you came back all decked out
and got down on a knee with Fallon's ring.
Wow. I cannot believe I let you borrow my ring
to propose to a stripper.
Well, you asked for mine as collateral.
Well, at least my business sense
still remained intact when I was blackout drunk.
Uh, so, that would explain this gumball machine ring
- I'm wearing. - Yeah.
We got married at an all-night chapel.
Wow. Blackout me is leaving sober me speechless.
Well, as useful as you have been,
Scorpio, I would, uh,
- like my ring back. - Oh, yeah.
- There you go. - Oh, man. I got to tell you,
I am really happy we're not married,
'cause that would have been bad. Yeah.
- Bye. Thanks so much. - Bye.
- Thank you. - It was really nice to meet you.
- Yeah. Bye. - Bye.
So, we can get an easy annulment,
- right? - Yeah.
Of course. But, hey, can I...
Can I call you if I'm in Atlanta?
Last night was, uh, actually pretty fun.
You know, maybe we could start with a-a date.
Um, look, you seem really cool,
but, um, I'm actually trying to keep it cas.
You know, not really looking to settle down.
Right.
Well,
just in case you change your mind, there it is.
- Ryan? - Mm-hmm.
Thank God your name's not Scorpio.
I can't tell you how proud and thrilled I am
to have the company back in the family
and to be CEO once again,
this time with my son as my number two.
Now, you all know that Carrington Atlantic
is already a hugely profitable company,
but I plan to...
- Are you seeing this? - Mr. Carrington?
Mr. Carrington?
Mr. Carrington, what can you tell us
about the refinery explosion?
How will the loss of $500 million in oil
- affect C.A.? - That...
What the hell is that?
- Is that one of ours? - It was.
Apparently, the Moldavian oil was tainted.
Caused an explosion at the refinery. There's no casualties,
but it's gonna be a nightmare financially and PR-wise.
They're gonna be out for blood.
Yeah, I know that.
Mr. Carrington?
The press conference is over. No questions.
- Mr. Carrington. Mr. Carrington! - Mr. Carrington. Mr. Carrington!
- Mr. Carrington! - Mr. Carrington, wait!
You were right. The prenup was a bad idea.
You know, and even though I didn't marry Magic Mike,
I am capable of going a little crazy.
So you're saying Liam was right?
No, no, no. I'm not saying he was right.
I'm saying I understand why he made that decision.
And Culhane may have talked
- a little sense into me. - Oh.
I guess I can't have all the control in a partnership.
You giving up control?
- Ha! - Guys?
I just found some pictures
- of our first trip to the strip club. - What?
- I want to see. - And yes, I broke
your "no pictures" rule, but what did you expect?
Some of these were sent
- by Ryan. - Your wedding!
Ooh.
- Ooh! - Yes, bitch.
- Work. - Ow!
- Oh. - All right, Allison.
- Aw. - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- That's disgusting. - Send it to me.
Ooh.
Oh, honey.
I meant what I said in jail.
I hope we can stay friends,
no matter what happens with me and your dad.
Don't worry.
You'll always be my second evil stepmother.
Cute.
Oh, again with the lurking.
I know you're dating Adam.
You need to stay away from him.
What happened to trusting me with my own love life?
I would if I didn't care about you.
What are you even on about?
Adam's dangerous.
He has a history of hurting people.
I-In fact, Alexis didn't fall into the fireplace.
He shoved her into it.
He burned her. He's deranged.
And you believe that lying bitch? She claimed
that I burned the manor down so you'd send me away.
Yeah, again, I'm sorry about that.
But I verified this with the hospital records.
Alexis claimed she was drunk. That's why she tripped.
But her tox report came back clean.
She had bruising on her back and her neck,
like someone had been holding her down.
Hello? You're the one that sounds deranged.
It's obvious you don't like that I'm dating Adam,
and you're using lies to break us up.
If you'll just listen to me...
Oh, I'm done listening.
So, I assume our deal is back on
and we're gonna stay married the rest of the year?
Can we just take it day by day?
Mmm. I can do that.
Pero creo que querrás extender nuestro contrato
después de que veas esto.
Adam sobornó al capitán del barco
envenenar al petrolero con una solución tóxica,
y una vez que llegó a la refinería ...
Blake perdió medio billón de dólares,
Y esto es sólo el principio.
Admiro tu resistencia, Alexis.
Y te apoyaré si eso es en lo que quieres concentrarte.
Pero quise decir lo que dije.
La vida es demasiado corta para desperdiciarla vengando el pasado.
En este momento, solo quiero divertirme.
Puedo ayudar con eso tambien.
Hola Cristal. Um ...
Sí, sé que no te he llamado.
Uh, pero solo quería darte algo de espacio.
Y, um ...
Ha sido un mal día.
Sí, solo he sido CEO una semana,
y la empresa ya está al borde financieramente.
Es realmente difícil confiar en alguien
Cuando eres un Carrington.
Y es aún más difícil dejarse amar a veces.
Pero superaste todas mis defensas.
Eres el único con quien quiero hablar
y estar cuando las cosas se pongan difíciles.
Entonces...
¿Podrías volver por favor?
Que pasa
A mi papá no le gusta que te vea.
Enserio? Um ...
Me dijo que eras peligroso
y siguió y siguió con esta loca historia
¿Cómo empujaste a Alexis a la chimenea?
¿Qué?
¿Mi madre le dijo eso?
Ninguna pista.
Todo lo que sé es que es ridículo.
- No sé por qué lo mencioné. - Lo-es.
Es completamente ridículo. No ...
Ni siquiera lo pienses.
Lo que sea. Han sido 48 horas locas
desde la última vez que te vi, y te prometí
- Algunos movimientos nuevos y humeantes. - Mm-hmm.
¿Crema o azúcar?
Estoy bien. Gracias.
Entonces, ¿qué vas a hacer en el norte?
¿Un poco de pesca con mosca?
- Más como cazar. - Hmm.
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