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Previously on Falcon Crest. I'm only telling you what Frank told me. He has

something that belongs to the Agretti family and he just may keep it himself.

Take me with you. I'll prove to you I'm a real Agretti.

They took the bait. They are both in police custody.

Curtis was killed by an intruder. That Richard was behind this thing 100%. I'm

suing for visitation rights as Michael's paternal grandmother.

Maggie.

And tonight.

Oh, my God, what's happened to him? I don't know. I was buying Michael a toy,

and he was standing right next to me. I think Angela Channing's out to destroy

my family. I am a grandmother, and I am entitled to see my grandson.

The man is my husband.

It doesn't make a medicine.

You don't argue. You walk away, and you do exactly what you want, and to hell

with everybody else.

Are you sure you're not drinking something besides water?

If he gets too close to the truth.

You will have to kill him you don't care about family. You don't have a

sentimental bone in your body

It's over.

It's over before it gets any worse.

I'm sorry you didn't clean.

I'm all right.

You scared me.

I scared myself.

You want to talk about it?

Stupid.

It's just stupid.

I suppose I'm lucky the hospital didn't make me stay all night.

How's your head? No, I'm... What do you tell me?

Don't shut me out.

What's wrong?

Is it me?

Did you send money to Africa to keep John Remick away from me?

Who told you that?

You heard it from an ex -mercenary, a friend of John's.

I love you, and I'm not going to risk losing

you.

Not for Remy, not for anyone.

Poor Maggie.

I thought if anybody could change Richard, she could. Nobody changes

Channing but Richard Channing.

Well, maybe he'll learn a little humility when he's forced to let me

Michael. Just be careful.

I'm finding things out about Richard that even you wouldn't believe.

I hardly believe he's my son.

Then why don't you just let it go?

Because Michael's my grandson.

I can't give him up.

Promise me you won't get hurt.

I'm going to Emma's office today. Maybe I can find something that Estabrook hid.

Then I'm going to the Justice Department.

Well, good luck.

Oh, and Lance, promise me that you won't get hurt.

I won't.

We shoot trespassers, you know.

Guess I'm gonna have to call my hired gun.

Unless you vacate the premises, and while you're at it, stop spreading

rumors about me to my wife.

Is that a threat, Richard?

Yeah.

You're getting too close to the truth. About what? Truth.

About Emma.

About how you hurt your own sister.

You know, Lance...

You probably think you look pretty good walking around in white armor, but

that's an awful lot of heavy metal to carry around.

A fella could fall over and get hurt.

Badly.

As long as I can take you with me, it'd be worth it.

If an experienced detective couldn't find Red McLance, what makes you think

you can?

Because Richard could buy anyone off except me.

Lance, you know, I really think that you should just stop this before somebody

else gets hurt.

That's funny. That's what Richard said.

You've talked to him about this?

Yes, I did.

He's not that thrilled about me being involved in this either.

The man has not been charged with anything.

That Interpol agent's death was considered an accident. Now, why can't

accept that? Can you?

Can you? Remick's disappeared, Emma was attacked, and Curtis was killed.

Now Richard is the key. For God's sake, Lance, the man is my husband.

It doesn't make him innocent.

I'm sorry, Maggie.

But I can't stop now.

We agreed to table the Australian labor problem to Monday.

However, that little affair in the Mediterranean is causing much confusion

our government.

Mr. Norstedt, please make sure that both sides maintain equal arms and supplies.

I'd like the confusion to continue.

Mr. Channing, a page one column in both your newspapers on this issue would help

sway the public in our favor. Sorry, Mr. Rosemont, but the publisher reserves

the right.

publish whatever he pleases.

After looking at our research, it might please you to take a stand on this

issue. And then you might want to highlight it on the news programs of

television stations.

Don't tell me you've waved your magic wand and presto, all my wishes have just

come true.

Almost.

A friend of yours can finally be persuaded to sell his stations to you

right price.

I see.

Can never be too rich or have too many empires. Right, gentlemen?

Right.

So that's my legacy.

A map.

Our legacy. I'm going to give it to you because I'm such a nice uncle.

Nice?

It's a good thing I forced you to take me with you.

Otherwise you would have stolen whatever that map leads to and I would have

never known about it.

I came back here to give it to you.

You wanted no part of it or me, remember?

The only thing you... want is something for yourself.

You don't care about family. You don't have a sentimental bone in your body.

Not sentimental.

It's logical.

Don't want you to get the snake bit holding me up. The thing that was right

to me.

They live here. We don't. We're the ones trespassing.

You okay?

No, I am not okay.

And how come you're so calm?

Oh, don't pick it up!

Oh, don't bother me, snakes.

I'm going to die anyway.

No wonder you needed help.

Wait a minute. Cole made this. I'll put it somewhere where you will never see it

again.

Is it that tough?

I guess it's just a... You know, a whole period of adjustment.

New marriage, new house.

Oh, and Richard isn't around as much as you thought he'd be.

And this visitation business and fighting with Angela.

Allison, I drank so much last night, I... I fell down, hit my head, ended up

the hospital with a couple of stitches.

Oh, Maggie.

No, it's all right. It's all right.

Believe me, it's the best thing that could have happened. It's cured me of

drinking. You don't understand.

Angela's lawyer subpoenaed me. I have to testify about your fitness as a parent.

When did this happen?

This morning.

I don't think you should be telling me about your drinking problem.

Mrs. Channing?

Yes? Forgive the interruption. This is Ms. Nelman. She has an appointment with

Mr. Channing. I thought perhaps you could wait in here.

Yes, of course, ma 'am.

What is this about?

I'm with Child Welfare, Mrs. Channing. I was appointed by the court to interview

your husband.

To find out why he's refused to let Angela Channing visit her grandson.

Oh, sorry I'm late.

Hope I haven't missed anything here.

Hi, I'm Richard Channing. Patricia Nelman.

Richard Channing is guilty of sin.

Also one of the most powerful men on the West Coast.

So you won't start an investigation without proof.

What about Westcott's evidence?

You told me yourself he's a crazy mercenary.

A good defense lawyer would decimate his testimony in seconds.

What about other witnesses to corroborate Westcott's story?

Please excuse my junior associate's enthusiasm.

She doesn't usually make uncalled -for suggestions.

Wait a minute. She's got a point. There has to be other witnesses.

Now, I just need the department's resources to help me find them. Mr.

you are tilting at windmills.

Fine. Find a proof of my own.

Good luck.

Mr. Compson, please, wait up.

I want to apologize for my boss's bad manners.

Have a mint?

No, thanks.

You really believe that Channing is behind the arms shipment to Africa,

you? Yeah, I know it.

Then let me help you.

Why? Well, because I think you have a case, and if I'm right, Peters will have

to promote me.

Besides, I just quit smoking a week ago, and if I don't find something to keep

me busy, I'll go nuts.

Well, we can't have that happen now, can we?

No.

All right.

Pitching business is a pleasure.

I'm playing against you with it. Go on. All right, I got another game.

I take all the risk.

You go home with a ten -gallon and a half stuffed with money.

We're capitalists, Ricky. Taking risk is half the fun.

You can have a lot of fun with ten million dollars.

Sorry, buddy.

Remember to do business with friends I have over for chili.

I hear you're building all these

houses on an old military testing site. Is that right?

Yeah.

Probably on the up and up tent, but it'd be a doggone shame, you know.

People start reading stories in the paper how their homes could glow in the

dark.

How'd you hear about that?

An unimpeachable source.

Come on now, you know you lose a hell of a lot more than ten million. Folks

don't buy those houses.

Fatso.

If the game over, I'll have my lawyers drop the contract.

They were like, tell me anyway.

I didn't know Richard had you on his payroll.

Oh, come on. I mean, he's cute, but he's no Lance. Keep your shirt on.

I have no intentions of taking my shirt off.

Well, too bad, because I bet you have a great bod.

Don't change the subject.

What are you interested in in my address book?

God, Ange, I'm not, like, stealing state secrets or anything.

Can't we have a little trust here?

No.

Well, I've got a little surprise for you.

And if you promise to be a good little matriarch, maybe I'll fill you in one of

these days. And if I don't like it, I have a very big surprise for you.

You surprise me.

I thought everybody in the Justice Department wore three -piece suits and

like Elliot Ness.

Oh, I hate authority figures.

And deep down, I'm a bit of a rebel. Every once in a while, it just flips

Yeah, like in Peter's office, huh?

Hmm. That's why we're talking here.

Peter doesn't trust me.

I gather that you don't trust him much either.

Yours isn't the first interesting case he's turned down.

The guy's a classic burnout.

Troubles a few papers, collects a nice salary, and doesn't look for trouble.

What kind of trouble do you think we can get into?

I mean on the case.

Richard.

Lots.

But we'll do this secretly.

If Peters finds out I'm going behind his back, my whole career is over.

I still can't figure out something.

Why are you so anxious to help me?

I like my job, Lance.

And I like going after the bad guys.

Silly as it sounds.

That doesn't sound silly.

Not at all.

So what's our game plan for Richard?

I'll see what I can dredge up from the computers.

Can you meet me tomorrow?

Sure. Anytime.

Great.

Thanks.

See you tomorrow.

Okay.

Did you at least get a second opinion?

What do you figure?

Belt or a hat man? You got a nice little waist, just like your mother.

Come on, Frank.

You're not the type of man to just sit around and do nothing.

What about other specialists, different treatments?

I think a hat man. You got plenty of belts on.

Uncle Frank, would you please talk to me about this?

You want to soft on me, kid? Call me Uncle Frank.

I'll come.

I got six months, having fun, living it up.

Or I got two years of lying on a hospital bed with tubes up my nose.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to make me about.

I hope it's been made clear to you what I've been going through lately.

Don't come in here!

You know, I just adore having children in the house.

I'm sorry your son and daughter -in -law don't believe that.

Well, Richard and Maggie think I killed Bambi's mother.

Actually, you're not far off.

How well do you know your daughter -in -law?

Oh, I helped her adjust when she and her late husband came to the Valley about

seven years ago.

Did she have a drinking problem then?

Well, we, um... We don't talk about that.

I see.

Well, Mrs. Channing, if it were up to me, I'd recommend you visit Michael more

than once a month.

I'd make sure you got to see him as often as possible.

I can't tell you how happy that makes me.

I can't wait to buy him a whole big box of toys.

Oh, all right. You are amazing. I don't know how you can eat. I am so nervous. I

could just... I was hungrier than nervous.

Oh, don't worry. I've taken care of Angela.

How? How? The judge makes his ruling about visitation tomorrow.

What... Look at that.

Where did all the money go?

Gubernatorial candidate Ambrose unable...

To account for campaign funds.

Is this true?

It's in the paper, isn't it?

Of course it's true.

I don't think it's going to stop Angela.

It's just a temporary measure. We know she's got him in her pocket.

At least this will discredit Ambrose as presiding judge in case we have to

appeal.

I hope you're right.

Oh, God, I could use a... Hey.

Do you know that the healing powers of milk...

Are known all over the world?

Honey, I'm sorry. I really am. I know I'm not making this any easier for you.

Thank you.

I just want you to relax.

Here.

Come on.

You know, it occurs to me that I don't think Angela would be a great influence

on Michael or anybody for that matter. But one day, a month, I mean, what could

that do?

Are we talking about the same person, Angela Channing, the Wicked Witch of the

West?

Do you have any, um, I don't know, water cells or something like that? I sure

do.

Have you ever thought about getting some help?

Richard, I am fine. I'm fine. I just... At least I will be once this visitation

business is over.

You'll be.

Richard Channing is going to be trouble.

Well, you didn't think Richard was going to host your inaugural ball, did you?

I've been a real patsy, haven't I, Angela?

You can blackmail me into making any decision you want. As long as it's the

right decision.

And I have the right to visit my grandson.

Legally, I don't know if your case is strong enough.

I may not be able to grant you visitation rights.

Need I remind you of how much money I've donated to your campaign for governor?

I'd be delighted to give it back.

Well, it's a little late for that.

Didn't it all go for that cozy little condo down in Palm Springs?

Or was it the beautiful Mercedes that people see your wife driving around in?

That's none of your business.

Of course it is.

Now, you have a decision to make. And for all of our sake, I hope you make the

right one.

You know, I got a feeling we're getting close.

Hobarts. It doesn't exactly sound like a place built with buried treasure.

You figure that's what we're looking for.

Oh, you said you had an heirloom for me. Oh, wait a minute. My grandfather was a

10 -isle old codger when he passed the map on to my dad.

And he kept, you know, raving and raving. Which way?

Oh, that way. He kept raving and raving about the fact that this would change

our whole lives.

As far as I know, he's maybe looking for a legacy that's a handful of rocks. Oh,

that's a pleasant thought.

If you want to go back, it's a hell of a walk.

Forget it.

You know what just struck me? What if we don't find anything at all? Not even

rocks.

At least we had fun, right?

Yes, you are in a gritty.

Oh, boy. Looks like we made it.

So it's not the ties from the hall.

Give me that.

Well, well, look who's here.

Thought you'd be in the judges' chambers already playing footsies with his

honor. Richard, this is your last chance.

Now, I'll call off the suit if you'll just let me visit with Michael.

Not even if hell freezes over. Please, honey, we could settle this right now.

You're married to a very smart lady.

Can't we just sit down and talk about it? Maggie's right.

Let's call it a truce.

Yeah, you'd be waving a white flag in one hand and a hand grenade in the

Would you just give her a chance? What kind of chance did she give me?

Her son died 45 years ago.

I'm sorry, I really am.

More than I.

Go on, Mrs. Hellman.

Your Honor, it's not the quality of the home that matters.

It's the quality of the people in the home that counts.

Michael Channing should not be raised to hate his grandmother.

Richard found out that Angela was his mother about a year ago.

He went to her. He asked her to forget the past, to let him be part of the

family.

And she rejected him.

I guess, you know, you could say she's my enemy.

She also happens to be my mother.

But, hey, that could happen to the best of us.

I'm willing to change.

She isn't. And I guarantee you, she is going to pass her hatred of me down to

son. Maggie loves Michael as if he were her own.

And Richard's a good father.

Weren't you at Michael's birthday party a few months ago? You've never seen a

more loving family.

My son is so loving that he wouldn't even invite me to my grandson's birthday

party. Now, you can imagine how that hurt me.

But I went anyway.

And I took him a cuddly little puppy. You see, Richard thinks the only thing

that matters to me is land or grapes.

Well, he's wrong.

I am a grandmother, and I am entitled to see my grandson.

Now, that's all I ask.

I've heard all the testimony, and I'm ready to make a ruling.

It's my decision that the best interest of the child, Michael Channing, the

hesitation rights be granted to his grandmother, Angela Channing.

Once a week, starting Saturday.

The farce. You've accomplished nothing.

Honey, it is not the worst thing that could happen.

And I'll be with him every minute of the visit. I'll just...

Talk to me, Richard.

I know this makes you unhappy.

Maggie, I'm fine.

Look, it's going to work out all right because this is what she's going to do.

She's just going to spoil him rotten. She's going to give him ice cream. She's

going to give him cake. He'll never want to... Leave her.

Richard, you know what I meant. That's not what Angela wants.

Oh, Maggie.

That's exactly what she wants. You'd love it.

Can you honestly believe otherwise? Yes, I can.

Oh, God, Richard, when is this going to stop?

One visit a week is not going to ruin Michael, and I don't want to spend the

rest of our lives arguing about this.

I'm not arguing. Of course you're not arguing, because you don't argue.

You walk away, you do exactly what you want, and to hell with everybody else.

Is that what you think?

Richard, when has it been otherwise?

You know what I'm waiting for? I'm waiting to find out what revenge you

planned for Angela. What is it going to be? A little more toxic?

Waste dumping or poisoning your wines or what?

Are you sure you're not drinking something besides water?

Maybe I need to drink something besides water if I'm going to live with you.

Can you imagine Emma saving all of these toys?

Probably for her own children.

You know, I think that Michael would enjoy playing with some of these. I'm

Emma wouldn't mind.

You know, it'll be such fun to hear the pitter -patter of little feet around

here again.

Mr. Channing, Investigation 5284.

This is all old stuff. This is the racetrack, the cartel.

We need something new.

There's nothing recent on Channing worth pursuing.

What about bank statements?

Hmm?

There has to be a record of him sending money to Africa.

Sorry. The guy is so clean you can see a reflection in his face. Well, that's

not good enough.

Well, maybe it has to be. Maybe you're wrong about him.

I'm not wrong about him, Catherine. The man's a murderer.

And I'm not going to believe the garbage that some computer prints out.

All right, then I'll dig deeper.

Find what?

It's just going to tell us what he wants it to tell us.

Okay.

I'll follow Channing.

See where he leads us.

There you go. Now you're onto something.

Okay, I'll back you up.

Absolutely not.

Why? If he spots you, we're both history.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Tell you what he's up to.

You be careful now.

Hey, I just quit smoking. I think my self -destructive days are over.

Thank you.

What's up?

Look at me.

If you beat any goats, they'll have some stories to tell about this place, huh?

Yeah, for other ghosts and snakes anyway.

You know, they used to hide illegal whiskey somewhere around here during

Prohibition. Is that what we're looking for, Al Capone's vault?

What vault?

Years ago, there was a big bank hide.

What is it?

What have you figured out?

Melissa!

Mr. Chen.

It's all right. Come in.

Well, according to the latest polls, Judge Ambrose is trailing far behind in

campaign for governor.

Never underestimate the power of the press, guys.

He can do more damage to a man's career in one headline than he can do to

himself in 40 years.

Yes, sir. Now, if we could only get the same kind of information on Angela

Channing, then the court would never allow her to visit Michael.

Well, maybe we can make something up, huh?

Richard? Excuse me.

I'm sorry, but the mail came. There was a postcard from Vicki and Eric.

They're doing Paris, London, Rome, the whole grand tour.

I thought you might like to see it.

I don't know where they got the money unless they robbed a bank.

Yeah, well, if I pay Eric a damn good salary, he must be spending it all.

Well, sounds like they're having a good time.

I'm going to go downstairs and finish discussing dinner with Mrs.

Raynor. I thought we might grill some salmon outside, if that's okay with you.

Just Jim Dandy with me, whatever.

Garth, I... Oh, I do not expect to dine with the family, Mrs. Channing.

London Postmark?

Vicki's handwriting?

Well, the man I use is the best, sir. Now, every few days, Mrs. Channing will

get another postcard from her daughter from yet another city.

So as long as she doesn't find out her daughter and son -in -law are

in a Swiss prison, neither one of us will be dining with the family.

Yes, sir.

It's Catherine.

I've got some news for you. What is it?

Not over the phone and not in my office.

Can you meet me at Laban's Delicatessen? It's on the corner of Hanson and

Calloway in an hour. Laban's in an hour. You got it.

Psst, Lance.

Not now, Carla. No, no, I need to talk to you just for a second.

I'm not going to jump your bones or anything.

One second.

Guess what's tomorrow.

Second's up.

Okay, okay, okay.

Grand night's your birthday.

It's my grandmother's birthday tomorrow. I've got to get her a present. It's

already taken care of. What?

I'm having a surprise party for her tomorrow. Promise me you'll be there.

That's sweet. Yeah, I'll be there. Okay.

And, you know, sometimes I call Aunt Granny, and I just want you to know that

that doesn't mean that we're related. So will you be my date?

Yeah, sure.

Eight o 'clock? Eight o 'clock.

And I wouldn't say no to flowers.

Johnny. Yeah.

Turn around. Turn around. Oh, you look so handsome. You look so handsome.

I thought Michael would want to wear this tomorrow for his grandmother.

No, I think just jeans and a T -shirt. Wouldn't you rather wear jeans and a T

-shirt? Yes, you would. I don't want to make it a big special occasion.

Okay? I'll see you later. We'll read your story after dinner.

Okay. Okay.

Everything all right?

Yeah, fine. I'm just cooking one. I don't think I'll need it.

Dinner will be ready in a minute. All right, whatever.

Did you see Michael and his shirt? Oh, so cute. He looked like a little

miniature. You.

But I'm not going to have him wear that tomorrow.

I'm going to just, you know, do jeans and a T -shirt. Not his clothes. I'm

worried about it.

Richard, you don't have anything to worry about. Angela is going to pick him

She's going to take him to lunch. She's going to take him to that little toy

store on Polo Row. You know, the fancy one.

Buy him a toy.

I'll meet him there.

He'll be home in time for Sesame Street.

Simple.

Nice little grandmother spending the afternoon with her grandson.

What do you think she's going to do? Tie him to a chair, have him read your

dossier?

I guess it's a good thing he can't read. I just,

you know, I don't want to see Michael in the middle of it.

What are you doing?

Cinnamon on salmon?

That is mad.

Don't watch that.

I don't

want you in the middle of this either.

We'll let Grandmother have her way for now.

And then?

Gonna take him to the toy store on Polo Road, the best little toy store in

Tuscany.

Maybe she'll buy him a magic set and we will teach Michael how to make his

grandmother disappear.

Still down there?

Hey, could you hurry it up a little, okay? It's not exactly cozy down here.

You just wait a minute.

I may have forgotten how to tie this bowling knot I got here.

Oh, yeah?

You should have brought a good book.

That's the hardy boys in the back of the Jeep. You want it?

Hey, don't laugh.

When I was a kid, I used to love reading Nancy Drew.

I mean, every month I used to get another one of her books in the mail. I

thought my father sent them, but he'd never admit it.

Your father wouldn't know the difference between Nancy Drew and Betty Booth.

Here.

Put that around your... waist and hang on kid nothing personal uncle frank but

don't think you can haul me out of here by yourself another crack like that

you'll stay down there while i break for lunch you ready yeah come on baby

that's

a good girl that's a good girl

That's the girl.

All right? Yeah.

Okay. What?

So, uh, who sent me those books, huh?

Well, you know, it's my guess it's that nice old uncle who's teaching you to be

a real agretti.

No!

No!

Get out of here!

I hope they serve something better than sunflower seeds and carrot sticks.

You can't leave us now.

I have the sweetest little grandson I want you to meet.

And I'm looking forward to you giving him a piggyback ride.

Frank.

Please hear me.

The man only had a few months to live.

And you made sure he didn't even have that.

With an accident.

Oh, save it for the police, Melissa. We both know what happened.

Believe what you want.

Did you find what you were looking for?

That's the real bottom line, isn't it?

Frank had something for me that he wouldn't share with you. We shared a

friendship together.

And thanks to you, that's gone.

Hi, Uncle Frank.

Golden hair.

Flying in the wind.

Nancy Drew ran up the porch steps and let herself into the front door of her

home. The voice of Hannah grew and the housekeeper plainly reached her.

You don't have to call the police.

I've already checked the license plates with our computers.

You were chased by a stolen car.

Now the Justice Department can take over.

Well, I'm not going to sit in some cave while Richard Channing's after me. You

don't know it was him. Your investigation could have touched on

involved with. Fine!

Then let's get them all.

We will, but not with you involved. The department has trained agents to handle

this. Catherine, listen to me. I brought you to the cave, all right? I want to

be there to see it through.

There you are.

Well, Michael, do you think we should buy a little kitty for your baby

Michael? Michael?

Michael?

Michael. Excuse me. Did you see where the little boy went?

No, I didn't.

Michael.

Michael, are you in here?

Nancy lay down on the ground and stretched the arm down into the chasm.

She could not reach the child.

I'll get a ladder, she said reassuringly.

Don't be frightened.

What's going on? I'm sorry, ma 'am. We have an emergency here. Oh, she's all

right. She's the mother.

I was buying Michael a toy, and he was standing right next to me.

Michael, what happened to him? Where is he? I don't know. I've been trying to

get you for the last hour.

He's been missing for an hour? Have you searched the store? We have talked to

everybody. We've looked everywhere, and he can't be found, Maggie. Have you

gotten in touch with Richard?

No. Is this your little boy? How could you let the... Another stock boy's

phantom in the back room. He must have just wandered back here. Well, I looked

in the back room. I'm sorry, Mrs. Channing. You must have crawled behind

boxes. Let's go home, Rick.

You couldn't take care of him for one simple afternoon, could you?

What do you mean she isn't in? It's five o 'clock in the morning. She's got to

be... No.

No message.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Tell her that her mother called and... and that I miss her.

Just one.

I just need one.

Surprise!

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday!

Oh, my!

Darling, what have you done? We share the same birthday, Ann. Oh, my, that's

wonderful. And such an interesting group.

I mean, you could even adopt me.

It might get a little sticky if I married Lance, but then I'd be your

granddaughter -in -law.

What a delightful idea.

You know, I never liked sharing anything, but I really liked sharing my

with you.

Wonderful.

You know, you've made this a very, very lovely day.

Angela!

Great, another party guest!

I ought to hang you by your heels. from the ceiling until the blood rushes down

and your head explodes from the pressure.

Michael was found unharmed. You had him for three hours and you lost him.

Richard, everybody knows children wander.

For every second of anguish you cause, Maggie, I'm going to make you suffer

tenfold. You cannot deny me the right to see my grandson. Oh, I can't, huh?

Well, it gives me great pleasure to be the first to inform you that your

favorite crooked judge has had an attack of conscience thanks to good reporting

and a crusading publisher, Ambrose. has resigned his judgeship and withdrawn

from the campaign, as you can see, folks, from your favorite newspaper,

is out. But his decision still stands. Only until I've appealed this farcical

case.

You know, after what happened today, and when people get wind of what's going on

here tonight, no sane person is even gonna let you look at my son, let alone

spend a day with him, and I dare you to try.

Sorry, I can't stay for the... Party host.

Hey, every party's got to have a clown, right?

Let's celebrate, okay?

Controlling Lance Compson proves to be more difficult than we thought.

You promised me.

that he would be easily taken care of. I never promised you that.

That's what you wanted to believe.

Are you suggesting that I'm a poor judge of character, Miss Anderson?

According to you, the attempt on his life was going to scare him off.

to me, Lance Compson doesn't give a damn about his own life.

So much the better.

If he gets too close to the truth, you will have to kill him.

Cigarette.

How many has she had?

A couple. How long has Maggie been drinking?

Since she married me.

Would it help if I got you closer to the family?

I've got the orange juice squeezed. I've got the eggs.

But he's changing you. And not for the better. To deepest, darkest Africa.