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Previously on FalconCraft.

I'm going to tell Chase and Maggie, aren't you? It's your little secret.

And my little secret.

I then do take you, Emma, to be my wife.

How can you say that when you're married to me?

You are going to feel a lot better when I tell you we've got Tony Combs and Dale

to the wall.

And tonight.

I want you to play a part in helping me win back my grandson.

A lot of things turn me on, Dan Fix.

You know the biggest thrill?

Revenge.

I am going crazy!

But you are crazy!

Roland Saunders was killed.

And why?

I didn't expect you.

That's the way I like to keep it.

Oh, baby, you look so, so good.

You're not staying, are you?

You're leaving again.

We're out of money, baby.

What else can I do?

Are the future taking good care of you?

Sure. What happened to Venice?

You said that guy would buy your paintings.

Well, he didn't.

But I'm going to try Paris.

There's a rich man there.

Who might remember me.

I've got to go, baby.

There's a car waiting outside.

Look, I promise.

I'm going to make it the safe home. I promise. Okay?

Das ist nicht in der Flughafen.

Sie ist verkleinert.

Und Sie sehen so hübsch aus wie Ihre Reise nach Amerika, Fraulein Marlowe.

Look, what's the meaning of this?

Buckle up, Kit.

You'll find everything Richard Channing does is first class.

Mrs. Channing knows I'm very unhappy with her.

Oh, Charlie, will you stop that here?

Since my father's time, my family has served this house.

He thinks he's lost faith because Lance and I stayed up half the night to help

him through the pain.

Well, how's the tea?

Just like Dr. New makes it.

If you don't stay put, I'm going to kick Dr. New out of here and do the

acupuncture myself.

Well, Dan, have you got your things together?

I'm all packed up.

Well, stop by the pantry. Mrs. Whitaker has some kitchen supplies for you.

Unless you want to hunt for your dinner every night.

I'll be back to say goodbye.

I'll see you.

You have so many other worries, Mrs. Channy, like Emma. Oh, Emma will be

And Dan?

Dan needs some time to himself.

That's why it's so important that we get Lance back.

I don't think that's possible.

Oh, I think it is. If plan A and plan B work out.

Well, what do you know? Plan A, right on schedule.

Excuse me, Charlie.

Well, I forgot to change the lock.

This record is in every music store in San Francisco.

I told you I'd make you a star.

My voice is flat, the band is horrible, and the cover makes me look like the

Bride of Frankenstein!

Well, what about the gimmick?

A pair of scissors in every album, or they'll sell like hotcakes. I can't take

any more humiliation.

I am going crazy!

But you are crazy!

And Lord knows what people are going to say when they find out what you're

hiding on Nob Hill.

Now, where are you headed?

Bangor, Maine.

I want to refuel and clear customs before Kit can give us any trouble.

You just get her here. She finds out Tony Compson's on trial for murder.

going to get up there and sing her little heart out.

That'll be fine.

You're doing a good job, Miss Braxton.

And you tell Miss Marlowe that I won't be able to be there to read her

personally, would you?

I'm not the sentimental fool I used to be, Miss Braxton.

Oh, I knew this was coming. I figured your Tuscany land company had me on its

hit list.

Well, there's no reason for you to be anxious just because you have a little

financial difficulty at the moment.

Don't toy with me, Mrs. Channing. If you're going to bankrupt me, just say

Well, actually, Mr. Fragner, I was going to tell you how impressed I was with

your performance at the Tuscany Playhouse.

Well, if you take my land, my next role will be in the bread line. Well, let me

come to the point.

In exchange for the protection of the Tuscany Land Company, I want you to play

part in helping me win back... My grandson.

I don't understand.

You are going to be plan B.

So why don't you just go home and wait for instructions?

I've had the entire staff search the grounds thoroughly, Mrs. Channing.

Emma simply vanished.

Well, I think you should call the police.

They'll never find us here.

We'll just stay here until we're safe.

I don't like it down here. It gives me the creeps.

My father built this place during the 50s.

He thought the whole world was going to blow up.

His family sure is paranoid.

I'm not paranoid, Wendell.

They're really going to try and take you away.

Put you in another foster home.

I won't let them hurt you like that.

Besides, that really would be the end of the

world for me.

It's out of control.

Suddenly, it's first -degree murder.

Suddenly... New evidence pops up. Suddenly, kids have disappeared from the

of the earth. Dad, you're driving yourself nuts. There's only six hours

get a hearing.

Listen to me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Dad, I'm working on something.

Now, they're just going to present charges today, right?

Okay, this time tomorrow, I'm going to have something that's going to turn this

whole trial upside down.

Trust me, all hell's going to break loose.

Great dream, wasn't it?

Yeah, wonderful place for the kids.

Roots. Good life.

Well... What a joke.

I still love the valley.

Come on, you never have.

You never... Oh, well, maybe not the cats and the grapes. But we've made some

good wines out of the grapes.

And we've raised some good kids.

Well, they have their moments.

Yeah.

God, I miss Cole.

Yeah, well, he's grown up.

I think he's married.

Again.

Maybe someday she'll grow up.

Maybe.

Boston wasn't a dead end, you know.

We'll find the baby.

I can't give up.

I won't.

In Boston? Yeah.

You felt it?

I hate the idea. I hate the word.

I hate you, too.

It's always meant the ultimate in failure to me.

Maybe you should just make new beginnings.

I know the timing's lousy. No, it's all right.

Call my lawyer.

You deserve to be fired.

Don't you think?

Actually, what I'd like to do is take that jet up to 35 ,000 feet and drop you

off. Garth, she can fend for herself. This whole operation was your

responsibility, Miss Braxton.

I'll make it up to you. You're going to get your chance, believe me.

Garth, would you excuse us?

Sir.

Meredith, I like you. I respect your talent.

But if Miss Marlowe gets to that trial before you find her, you and I are going

to have a very nasty divorce.

Oh, bedtime.

He's all yours.

at the world's record for incompetence.

I'll make mistakes.

Sorry. None of my business.

What's up?

You got that look.

Do I?

Yeah.

Jason, I have decided to...

What can I do?

Don't let me be alone tonight.

What about all those hopes?

All that stuff about having roots?

You know, wanting an empire like Angela's?

I'd sooner slit my wrist than turn into Angela Channing.

Well, you changed.

Maybe too much.

And you're still the same old Dan Fix.

A pain and a half.

When are you going to straighten out?

Hey, I tried wearing a suit.

Grey flannel makes me itch.

Well, thanks for the hideout.

But I really have to run.

Go back to your singing career?

No.

Angela took care of that.

I'm going to leave the country.

But this time she's not going to catch me.

Why don't you tell me what's going on between you and Angela?

I mean, what's the big secret?

A lot of things turn me on, Dan Fix.

But you know the biggest thrill?

Revenge.

Melissa.

Tell me about it.

Tomorrow. High noon.

The Coit Cafe.

It'll be, uh... my last performance.

We're gonna be late for the trial.

I want to miss the only show in town.

Oh, I know that one.

That's mood number 28.

One part anger, two parts self -pity.

I want to leave this valley forever.

We just got back from Chicago. I want to go someplace where I can put on a

bikini and get tan and be obnoxious and be around a bunch of other naked, tan,

obnoxious people.

Well, what about your family?

Sure. Look what happens when Vavum Vicky comes home.

My brother leaves, my dad moves out, my mother has a nervous breakdown.

Stick with me, Eric.

I'll bring you bad luck, too.

Just as long as you promise to rub it off on me.

Don't try to cheer me up.

You want to leave Tufkine forever?

I'm game.

You mean it?

Mm -hmm.

Okay.

Right after we hit the circus.

I don't like it. I'm worried for Tony already.

I mean, the book's open and shut already.

It's just the first day. It's only a pre -trial hearing.

Wilkinson's thorough.

And the forensic evidence looks pretty overwhelming. And what's Joanne Finch

doing, not even offering an opening argument? She has a strategy. Believe

she knows what she's doing.

Dad!

Oh, don't tell me we missed the first round.

Too busy on your honeymoon?

My marriage a problem for you, Dad?

Welcome to the family, my dear.

I wish you both luck.

Thank you.

You might need it. Look, Dad, it was a spontaneous thing, okay?

Frankly, it breaks my heart that you cut me out of your life.

But I'm learning to expect it.

Oh, Peter!

Isn't it fun watching Tony twirl in the breeze?

Not having Lance here can help any at all. Do you know where he is?

I had no idea Tony was in jail.

No idea.

Yeah, sure.

Lance, I've been just running and hiding and... You set my father up.

No. I love your father.

Then come to the trial.

Confess you murdered Saunders.

But I can't.

But they'll put me into prison.

Look, I can't leave my son.

We'll take care of him. My father's facing a life sentence without parole

something you did.

Oh, please, Dad.

I'm all Nick has.

He can't make it without me.

Kid, you gotta tell the truth.

You're going to the judge if I have to drag you by the hair.

Then I'll lie.

I'll tell them that Tony made me kill Saunders.

You're sick.

I'll tell them that you kidnapped me.

I'll tell them that you forced me to confess.

Then we wait right here until you see it my way.

I thought you were different.

You're just as bad as Angela Channing. Maybe even worse. Slow down. Slow down,

Jim. I don't get your point.

Why, you're always such a damn white knight in these parts. Well, I know the

truth. Fragner, what the hell are you talking about? Please make some sense.

A man came to my door. He threatened to evict me.

Bulldozed my home. A man from G. Birdie Enterprises. No, no, no, no, no. That's

a mistake.

No, it's no mistake. You're a ruthless son of a butcher. And I'm going to tell

everyone in this valley what you're doing. Hold on.

Who was this guy who came to your door?

That was smart of you to add Lance Compson to your team.

He's just the lad to do your dirty work.

You're going to have to do something. No kidding.

This is the truth.

I'm going to wring his neck.

That's all right. I got you. I got you. Right this way. Come on. Come on.

Pretty silly. Right over here. All right. Stop.

Okay. Now, are you ready for Richard's surprise? I'm ready. I'm ready.

Oh. Well.

Oh, my goodness, you look magnificent.

I love your hair. You ain't seen nothing yet.

Just wait.

The final touch. Oh, a player piano.

And welcome to Morocco, 1941.

Oh, well, of course, that's where we are. My favorite movie, my favorite

We're probably safer here than Tuscany, 1987, as a matter of fact.

Well, you should have told me. I would have worn something more, you know,

Moroccan. Well, you can if you want to. I can?

That's really just... You amaze me. You just amaze me. Well, it's about time you

realized that.

There's a war outside, baby.

And you've been fighting it hard.

And I just want to give you one night.

One special night.

Before you go back to it.

I never would have come between you and Chase.

I know that.

I just wanted to be your friend.

You were.

You are.

I don't want you on the rebound, woman.

Richard Channing.

Part of me fell in love with you the first moment I saw you.

Mr.

Giaberti. Mr.

Giaberti, wait. I don't want to hear that crap, Parker. Put ten more guys in

street if you have to. She has to be found today.

Chase, don't bother me. I've got to find her today. Jim Fragner made me a visit

last night. You know anything about that?

Look, I'm not going to have my company get a reputation for stealing people's

land. Chase, talk to me later.

You go back to Angela. You get me?

You...

Don't tell me you dropped a contact lens.

My God.

Paternity test.

What?

Melissa.

Melissa.

Melissa must have our baby.

What? Where is she?

How the hell should I know?

Good morning.

Hi.

I feel like Miss America.

You should.

I've been watching you sleep.

Yes. And you're very beautiful in the morning.

You're very kind.

So where are you, uh, where are you off to?

Oh, I have to put in an appearance at Tony Cumpson's trial. Duty calls.

It's all right, it's all right.

At least, um... I always have to ask a name.

Here's looking at you, kid.

Richard.

Yeah? Thank you.

And maybe I'll, uh, I'll see you at the trial.

There's always a seat for you beside me.

Maggie to you, Bertie.

Did you find Miss Marlowe?

I was up all night looking for her. I don't want to hear any hard luck

What are you doing lounging around here? You ought to be out there hitting the

streets.

Anyway, I kept looking at the map, right? Just staring at it.

Thanks.

And then it hit me.

Venezuela. Caracas.

Some place romantic.

Is that what you're looking for?

Romance?

You're in real trouble, aren't you?

All that stuff about a final performance, that was just a hook.

I guess I haven't changed that much.

You still trying to use me?

And you've always had my number, Dan.

What about the guy over there?

Angela's had me watched.

She's blackmailing me.

Now, come on.

It's no big deal. You know how Angela is.

You said something about revenge.

I can't tell you anymore.

I need two hours, maybe three, to get my stuff and to disappear.

Come on.

Look, you know that Tuscany Valley could drive anybody crazy.

I need your help.

I need to get Angela out of my life.

What?

And I thought we had something going.

well maybe if I come back I just might look you up

Charlie, Charlie, come on, let me get the check.

I can afford it. Besides, I don't have three ex -wives or story.

Charlie, don't argue. Come on, you paid last time.

Third drink on an altar.

Read the rest of your afternoon?

You ever see the undercut version of War and Peace?

Oh,

Mr. Chatty, there you are.

How's Charlie? Fine. He promised to spend the rest of the day reading books

positive thinking.

He's probably polishing silver.

Nothing like a good murder trial to keep the blood.

Apparently so.

Mrs. Giaverdi.

Any word on your baby?

How's your chance? Keep it on the front page.

You received the baby's quilt in the mail? Yes.

Who do you think is purposely tormenting you like this?

Can't you see she's wearing thin? Now, go away and leave her alone.

Go away.

Maggie, I'm sure you're going to think about that baby. Angela, please. You

know, sometimes when we're fragile, we reach out too quickly for comfort.

Now, I can't say that Chase isn't faint.

He can walk on water, Mr.

Richards. Maggie.

Look, I had Kid Marlowe on a leash.

All I had to do was march her in here.

Well, she would have denied everything and only made things worse for your

father. At least it would have proved that his alibi wasn't a ghost. Now it's

got nothing.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I guess it makes sense in a thick sort of way. She blames us for losing Joseph.

And it's a definite lead. That's hope.

Hope, if you call having your baby in the hands of a lunatic hope.

Have I heard correctly? Have you found the baby? Wait.

Angela, you don't happen to know who Melissa is.

Yes.

I saw her in the company of Dan Fix, head of Fessett Cabin.

I thought my enemies were your enemies.

I felt terrible for her.

Besides, your whole plan is to tell her eventually... And you jumped the gun,

Mrs. Whittaker.

For that reason, you're fired.

Maggie won't be joining you.

She's run off with her husband.

All rise.

The Superior Court of Tuscany County, State of California, is now in session.

The Honorable Pat Ambrose presiding.

Hey, relax, Cumpson.

This will all be over before you know it.

Third grade stuff, Wilkinson.

They're out there, Wendell. We'll find us any minute. They're running out of

other places to look.

We can't hide forever.

We won't have to.

One day they'll stop searching.

They'll forget all about us and then we'll be free.

Where will we go now?

Trust me.

Just spread our wings and fly.

Yes, operator.

A new listing?

Dan Fick. F -I -X -X.

Wait. What? Wasn't that him?

Dan? Yeah, on his bike.

my attention.

Dan, where's Melissa?

We think she has the baby. What? Yeah, I found evidence she switched the

paternity test. Why would she do that? Revenge.

Anything, Dan. Can you recall anything?

There's something I heard Angela say this morning.

She had threatened to expose what Melissa was hiding up on Knob Hill.

that figures. Thanks.

Damn it!

Does the prosecution wish to summarize its case?

Suppose I played devil's advocate.

Since the defense hasn't spoken yet, I thought I might speak on her behalf.

Hypothetically.

Objection! I will present my statement when the prosecution rests.

Indulge me, Jesus.

Overruled. Proceed.

How can we possibly try Tony Compson for first -degree murder?

We have no witnesses.

Only a few who witness an argument.

and one who swore that she saw Tony Compson running from the winery, from

Saunders' dead body.

We have a murder weapon, a weapon that Mr. Compson is quite familiar with, but

it didn't have his fingerprints on it when it was found.

We have a blood -stained shirt.

We have a shirt stud, which we will prove that Mr. Compson desperately tried

conceal.

Yes, indeed, Mr. Compson has a great deal on his side.

Except an alibi.

And I'm afraid we don't have too much on ours.

Except a motive.

One of the very oldest.

Two men, Mr. Compson, Mr. Saunders, in love with the same woman.

Mr. Compson wanted the better of his chances.

Unfortunately, there was no winner.

Because the lady in question betrayed them both.

Order! Order!

Could you please state your name and business in this courtroom?

I'm not his kid, Marlo.

I killed Roland Saunders.

Order! Order!

miracles in a revival meeting.

Will counsel please approach the bench?

Tony, I just couldn't let you take the fall.

She's the alibi the district attorney said my client didn't have.

I'm sure he'll have no objection to putting her on the stand.

Okay, I wouldn't miss it.

Who said dead men don't tell tales?

So, you are Susan Cameron, a .k .a. Kit Marlowe, a .k .a.

Skyler Kimball, a .k .a. Madeline McKittrick.

Is that the right order?

Yes.

Well, now, miss.

Do you mind if I call you Kit?

What was your relationship with Roland Saunders?

We were involved, but I never loved him.

You were born to be the mistress of a man like me.

You were his mistress?

That's what he'd say.

Well, he had a son with you.

Roland hardly knew Nick.

His idea or yours?

His. He hardly knew me either.

We were just ornaments in his collection.

months at a time, months.

I never knew when he'd show up.

I didn't expect you.

That's the way I like to keep it.

Thanks, Troy.

He's in good hands.

But he needs me.

Get him back.

Certainly. It's all I've got, Roland.

Please. You should have thought of that before.

He's nothing to me.

I'll never see him again. I'll never see him again, I swear it.

The way he'll look.

I beg of you.

He didn't know about you.

He didn't know about you.

Please, Roland.

He was a monster.

We had to get away.

He paid your rent, gave you a very generous allowance.

I worked for that money. Please, spare us the details.

He had me do paintings for him.

He promised that he'd give them to friends, business people.

By the way, you are an accomplished forger, are you not?

So I take it that these paintings that you did for him were portraits of

Washington, Lincoln, Jackson.

I take my art very seriously.

Perhaps too seriously.

Could you explain that, please?

I remember the moment I decided...

Only my painting kept me sane.

Then finally we just had to escape.

I'm tired of you.

You treat your own son like he was a stable boy.

It's my flesh and blood.

I can't go on like this, Roland.

Nobody can.

You won't survive out there.

I've got my painting.

Just fight yourself.

You made me legitimate.

You have nothing.

Never had.

Nobody answered his phone.

I burned them all.

If I'd had a gun, I would have killed him dead. Right there.

You said you waited six years.

If you try to stop me, I'm going to single that pilot.

And he's going to take off without me.

Do you understand that, Roland? You'll never see Nick again.

Not ever.

He'll regret it.

Not a chance.

Goodbye, Roland.

You'll be back.

But I never went back.

So he hunted you.

He sent men to kill me. And anybody else who got in his way.

Johnny Kent, the real Tyler Kimball.

So you took matters into your own hands.

I broke into a suite.

I poisoned his cigars.

Then you just slithered out of the room. Is that it?

No, not exactly.

Hello, Susan.

I see you're still sneaking around behind my back.

Not much choice, is there?

You could have shot him then.

No. Too much noise?

No. Might get caught.

No, I... I'm just going to watch him die.

But you got impatient.

You had second thoughts.

So you tracked Saunders.

How? All the way to Falcon Crest.

No, I was there to see Tony. First.

Then you went to the winery.

Grab the first lethal weapon that you could get your hands on and pound it and

pound it and pound it and pound it until Roland Saunders lay dead at your feet.

No, it didn't happen that way.

Of course it didn't.

How tall are you, Kit?

Six. Why?

Saunders was a big man, wasn't he? Around six feet?

Yes. Why?

I mean, forensics said he was hit with a descending blow.

By someone strong, of equal size, to get just the right angle.

No, it wasn't you, Kip.

It was the both of you!

No!

No! You poisoned the cigars. That was easy to figure. What wasn't easy to

is you showing up at Falcon Crest.

When you admitted that just now, I finally realized just how much you loved

Cumson and how important that love was to you.

And as much as you wanted Saunders out of your life, you wanted him in it.

Why not?

It was your first taste of real happiness. Who could blame you for not

to let go?

But Roland Saunders was killed.

And why?

Because the bastard deserved it.

I killed him.

Because he murdered my stepdaughter.

Don't say that, Peter.

I'm so sorry, Tony. I didn't mean to put you through this.

Oh, I can't believe this.

I saw Saunders in the winery.

He just hung up the phone.

He told me he knew I'd been looking for him.

But he didn't care to waste his time with me.

I asked him about Skylar.

How she really died.

He laughed.

He was insulting.

The first thing I knew, he... He threw a punch at me and I grabbed his arm and

he shoved me up against the wall.

grabbed the first thing I could, that wrench.

And when he turned to run, I hit him.

I hit him once or twice, I don't know.

God knows he had it coming.

I didn't mean to kill him.

In view of the events that have just transpired.

and in the interest of justice.

This court finds that the defendant, Tony Compson, he released from custody,

all charges pending against him are hereby dropped.

It is further ordered that Peter Stavros and Kit Marlowe be held pending the

filing of criminal charges.

Enter. Where is she hiding?

This time, the truth.

My name is Gioberti.

Where are they?

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

It isn't over, is it?

No.

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