Dynasty

Previously on Dynasty...

The Moldavian oil was tainted

causing an explosion in the refinery.

Blake lost half a billion dollars.

And this is just the beginning.

What do we do now?

I can't do this anymore. We're not happy.

We barely know who we are anymore.

-They pulled the plug on the show.

Fine. We'll do bigger things now.

I'm getting married.

I think it's best that we don't go out

or see each other.

Adam's dangerous.

He has a history of hurting people.

You don't like that I'm dating Adam,

and you're using lies to break us up.

So what are you going to be doing up north?

-Some fly-fishing? -More like hunting.

Feel free to skip the wedding, Laura.

I'm sure Liam can find someone just as cold

and unfeeling to walk him down the aisle.

["Heavenly Angel" by Patience and Prudence playing]

Copper arch.

Wooden guestbook.

White roses.

"Us laughing," but keep "us holding hands"

on standby.

Cristal?

What is this?

It's the cake topper.

Is there a problem?

Yes, Melinda.

There is a problem.

The cake topper was supposed to be gold,

not crystal.

I don't see any gold.

-Do you? -Uh, maybe I'll come back.

No, don't move.

Or I can stay.

Everyone else, move!

I mean, we requested the 24-carat package.

Do you think Sven is trying to sabotage our wedding?

Of course not.

I also don't know who Sven is.

Hey, hey, look.

It's just a cake topper.

"Just a cake topper" isn't good enough.

This wedding is our chance to break the cycle of craziness.

-I just want drama-free. -And so do I.

And we will have that, no matter which cake topper we use.

No, no, no, no!

Well, that's great.

Now you've been decapitated.

I promise you that nothing, not even...

...my head getting chopped off,

will stop us from our fresh start.

Okay, Gillian, that's enough in here.

Something by the pool now.

Ah, this photo shoot was a fabulous idea.

If you do say so yourself.

We are about to dethrone Atlanta's mad king.

People need to see us for the power couple that we are.

Alexis, I told you

I want to take it slow -on that front, okay? -I know.

But now that Carrington Atlantic is essentially worthless,

we are just one move from crushing Blake for good.

Well, when you put it that way.

-Mm. -I'm gonna get changed into my poolside look.

You actually told Anders about the fire?

-What were you thinking? -Don't get your scrubs in a bunch.

He asked about the accident, but I kept

my mouth shut, which means he's guessing.

But he's not letting go of it because I'm dating Kirby.

Well, there's an easy solution to that.

Stop schtupping his evil spawn.

He's like this starving dog

looking for a bone, and he just wants to sink

his teeth into me, if not for the fire,

-then for something else. -If he is, in fact,

digging for more bones, then you better get that old dog

off the scent and make sure he doesn't find any.

Ms. Devereaux, your guest has arrived.

Barbara.

My business partner in crime.

Looking fantastic as always.

Dominique. A pleasure.

I wanted to check in, since we begin production

on Doma-sleek in a few days.

I'm glad you called.

We need to discuss House of Deveraux'scancellation.

Oh, that?

That's good news.

Please, sit.

Now we can rebrand as a fashion-focused company,

using my name to expand

the sleepwear line into an empire.

I agreed to fund your line because I was promised

free advertising and placement via the show.

Since that's no longer happening,

neither is my investment.

It's just too much risk for minimal reward.

What if I can relieve some of that up-front risk?

I can probably scrape together 25%.

Twenty-five.

Double that, and I'll consider it.

With production starting in three days?

How do you expect me

to come up with that much cash that quickly?

You're a Carrington-Colby, right?

I'm sure you'll find a way.

I just convinced

Eric Fischer with Skadden Savings and Loan

to hear my short-term loan proposal.

And if he approves, we can buy enough oil to cover

what we lost in the refinery explosion

-and save our asses. -What's our timeline?

48 hours to secure the loan and replenish our supply

or we default on all our current contracts

and completely bankrupt Carrington Atlantic.

-Oh, so no pressure then. -Problem is, Eric can only meet at 1:00.

I'm already meeting Cristal at La Mirage at noon.

She's finally giving me a chance to apologize.

So I'm having Eric meet me at the hotel.

I cannot reschedule Cristal for business.

Can't Anders meet with Eric until you're free?

He's out of town.

He went to the refinery explosion site.

He's been incommunicado since.

That's unusual for Anders.

Listen, the point is,

I need to get this loan to save CA,

reconcile with Cristal to save my marriage...

...and ask you for one small favor.

So I think that does it.

Yeah.

You know, uh, I'm really glad we were able to do this in person.

Me, too. I can't believe you were planning

a visit to Atlanta anyway.

It's like our annulment was meant to be.

Well, you know, now seemed like a good time as any

to check out Western Atlanta law school.

I do wish that we had

time for one last drink, but, uh,

my flight leaves in two hours.

Well ...ah.

...it was fun while it lasted.

: Yeah.

I guess this is goodbye.

: Here's looking at you, kid.

Did you just quote Casablanca?

: Yeah, I'm sorry, uh,

sometimes I hide behind movie lines

when I'm nervous.

At least I didn't go with: "Play it again, Sam."

Take care, Ryan.

Yeah.

Or is this more of a crimson?

Well, maybe--

Oh, my word.

Is this Liam's head?

Dial it down, Gloria Swanson.

It was a small accident.

And I heard your florist backed out.

I told you not to berate her.

I gave her some constructive criticism about carnations.

Okay, who's ready for a wedding rehearsal?

Fallon, have you finished collecting your "somethings"?

You know, "borrowed, blue, old, new"?

No, because I have something more important to do.

Like finding Blake so we can leave for the church.

I'll get him. -The florist, the decapitation?

Make total sense now. Omens.

You can't ignore tradition,

at least not in this family.

Great Aunt Maude dismissed the custom

and broke her hip on her wedding day.

Is that what you want?

Maude was 98 when she got married.

It would've been a little weird if she didn't break her hip.

Fine. Ignore the lore at your own peril.

But don't get upset when it rains

on your wedding day.

Well, my wedding is indoors,

so... it can't happen.

Hi.

Fallon, hi. So, small setback.

A pipe burst here at the church.

It's completely flooded,

and it won't be fixed in time for the wedding.

Don't say a word.

Hey, so the church is officially a wash.

Okay, poor choice there, but Melinda confirmed that it is

possible to move everything here to the manor.

Yeah, that's why I suggested it.

Okay, I'm not sure why you're mad at me.