Dynasty

Previously on Dynasty:

I intend to spend every dime I have before they put me in the ground.

-What do you want? -Get my money, or I'm going to the cops.

Take it. That's what you came for, isn't it?

You are obsessed with that family. You should claim to be Cristal Flores.

-I may have gotten someone pregnant. -This baby is what I need.

You're unbelievable, Sam.

I'll tell you what's unbelievable. The fact that a premenopausal woman

got knocked up by a gay man she slept with once.

I sent you away because I thought you would be better off

in Australia with your mother. I still think that's the case.

-Kirby Anders, all grown up. -Thanks for letting me crash.

Uncle Max.

I'm sure Liam mentioned, you get on my bad side,

you'll wish you never heard of the Van Kirks.

I'm lucky to have Liam's help.

He's lucky he has a wife who's heir to an empire I wanna buy.

Fallon Carrington, will you finally do me the honor

of being my wife?

Uncle Max is flying us to see my family. They can't wait to meet my wife.

Okay, so we've covered your great-uncle Roger.

-Yup. -Your cousins Carter and Marsha.

Anyone else you need to warn me about before I meet the Van Kirk clan?

I mean, I have a niece, Emily.

She's like every girl you went to prep school with.

Can you tell me why your uncle has so many enemies

that he needs armed guards?

I think it's about the quality of enemies versus quantity.

That makes me feel better.

Now you know why I live in Atlanta.

But I love my family. And Max's wife, Maura, is really sweet.

Though I think she might still be away at the spa.

Oh, I know that code.

Listen, let's just get through this.

Get Max to sign the contract so your family can own Carrington Atlantic

and I can stop having to memorize the quirks of your relatives.

I'm on board.

But since my entire family thinks that we're married,

we might have to actually kind of act like we like each other.

We can just hold hands.

Whoa. That thing is sharp. What happened to the ring I gave you?

Culhane replaced it with this one. He proposed to me last night. I said yes.

- -Oh.

-Hi. - Hey, how's it going, babe?

I confirmed with the Plaza.

Liam and I have separate rooms. We're not even on the same floor.

Fallon, we're engaged. I trust you. That's not why I'm calling.

Apparently, your father has some announcement.

After sleeping on it, I realized we should talk

about what happened at the anniversary party.

I'm glad you came to your senses. That "Blake time" thing was embarrassing.

-Apology accepted. - Oh, I am not apologizing.

-Blake time is real. -Did you have Anders trademark it?

I spent the morning mapping out

how I'm going to spend all of my money or die trying.

Which includes changing my will and cutting you all out of it.

What? I just got in it.

-Are you kidding? -No, I am not.

After the sale of the company, you will have plenty of money,

which means you will get no more from me, including after I am dead.

That's eternal Blake time.

Tell them what happens next.

Mr. Carrington has directed that any money left over will be buried with him

in the mausoleum.

-In case they take cash in hell? -Do we need a 72-hour psych hold?

I have never been saner.

Morning. Hmm.

When did you sneak out?

Oh, yeah. More than once. Didn't you hear them?

Mother, you realize I can see your nipples from New York, right?

-Would you like me to get you a robe? -I am perfectly comfortable.

-Does this mean we can eat now? -Does this mean I can go now?

-Uh... Me too. - You can do whatever you want.

Anders and I will be spending the day replacing the cars I lost in the fire.

Did you do anything exciting last night?

Oh, good, you made coffee.

I've been up since 5 trying to get everything done for tomorrow.

The DJ's booked. You hired extra security. Are you forgetting something?

If I could think of it, it wouldn't be forgotten.

Look, you only get to open this club once, with our name on it.

I get that you built your fortune on an app that never saw the light of day.

And like you, I wanna build a real name for us, apart from the Carringtons.

But you've got to trust me. Okay?

-I've got this. - Monica?

It's me.

Kirby. Anders.

It's so good to see you.

I just came out to get some clothes.

You could definitely use some.

Jeff has been telling me about the club you're opening.

-Congrats. -Thanks.

He also mentioned you might need extra help.

And I worked at a ton of clubs back home.

It's like karma. You need help. I need a job.

I think you mean kismet.

The last time I saw you, you were being exiled from Atlanta

for attempted arson.

If you were me, would you hire you?

First of all, digging your honesty. But I was never the crazy one.

Let me guess. It was Fallon.

I heard about what happened between your two families,

-so who's the common denominator? -That was Blake. Fallon and I are in a good place, so don't go there.

But you probably could use an extra set of hands, for today at least.

Right?

Fine. But no promises about the future.

Whatever you need, I can do it. I'll just get changed.

You slept with Dirty Kirby?

Come on, that's just some bitchy nickname Fallon gave her.

And the fact that she almost burnt down Carrington Manor?

It was a long time ago. Kids love playing with fire.

-People change. -Clearly.

Kirby's sleeping with guys now, for one.

I'd do it all over again if I could save poor Celia.

You mean Cristal Flores?

Well, who is she, really? A tortured soul with a hard life.

Stolen identity.

It's another one.

-How can I help you? - Yes...

I'd like to speak to Mr. Blake Carrington if possible.

My name is Cristal Jennings.

I'm sorry, Ms. Jennings,

but the Cristal Flores gravy train has left the station.

-Good luck next time. -No, you don't understand.

If I could just talk to Mr. Blake Carrington.

The answer is no.

Sam. What are you doing up here?

I can't stop thinking about what you told me.

I'm worried Melissa Daniels is a liar.

You should be. She is a lying, thieving predator.

The thing I didn't tell you...

is that she slept with Steven when he was only 18. Was that before or after you slept with her husband?

The point is, she's not getting any money in the divorce,

so when she looks at Steven, she sees dimples and dollar signs.

I have doubts that she's pregnant with anything other than carbs.

We can't tell Steven until we have proof. He'll think I'm petty and vindictive.

I can't imagine why.

You know what they say. Keep your enemies close.

So, ingratiate yourself with Melissa.

Maybe she'll slip up and we'll catch her in a lie.

-This is insane. I'm not a detective. -Well, maybe you can be now.

Law and Order: Fashion Victim.

Thank you. Aww. Thank you. Yours, too.

I hope you know that half that wedding-present money is mine, right?

Well, maybe if you're lucky.

Thank you.

Hey.

What are you trying to do, consummate the marriage?

Fallon.

-Oh, Uncle Max, hi. -Come here. Come here.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Wow. -Max, let the poor girl go.

You're suffocating her.

Liam. Aunt Maura.

And this must be Fallon Carrington.

Are those extensions?

-Uh... No, all mine. Nice to meet you. - I would like to make a toast.

To the marriage of the Van Kirks and the Carringtons,

both personally and, once I sign the paperwork, professionally.

Cheers.

And I'd like to add just a few words of my own.

As you may know, I've been away for the last couple of months,

recovering from exhaustion.

So, I just found out about all of this.

I may not have a vote in this acquisition, but I do have an opinion.

And I think we would be foolish

to get mixed up with this kind of new money.

New money?

My great-grandfather started Carrington Atlantic.

We just celebrated our hundredth year.

Doesn't make you old money. It makes you lucky.

And your father is clearly an imbecile.

Why else would he leave the company

in the hands of some diamond-encrusted CEO Barbie?

Okay, that's enough, Maura.

Darling, I agree. Our family should kill this deal today.

Or else I'll go to the press tomorrow and kill it myself.

But in the meantime,

congrats to the happy couple.

I'd forgotten how fun it is to register.

-Right? -Yes.

-It was the best part of getting married. -

-Second best. -Here, Steven, pick something you like.

Yeah...

Oh, yeah. This bouncy bungee-cord thing could be fun, right?

Yeah. It's possibly an accident waiting to happen.

Yeah, I'm not even sure why they're selling that.

Great. Good to know my fatherly instincts are on the money.

To be fair, I don't think my dad knew what to do with us

until we were old enough to golf, and even then.

You're gonna be a great father.

Our baby is already so lucky just to be a Carrington.

So, how are you feeling these days, Melissa?

'Cause you look perfectly fine.

It's weird that you haven't been sick, isn't it?

Well, the first trimester was not pretty, believe me.

Oh. Have you thought more about tomorrow night?

The prenatal meditation class?

I thought that was more of a mother-baby thing.

Are you kidding? That sounds amazing.

-We could host it here. -