All language subtitles for Falcon Crest s08e03 Dust to Dust

Previously on FalconCraft. Oh Charlie,
you are impossible!

Perhaps my inner being is resisting
burglary. I suppose you want to know

Eric. He vanished off the face of the
earth at the same time you faked your

murder. Am I supposed to believe that's
a coincidence?

Please leave me alone!

I hate you!

Shut up!

You do that again, and it'll be the last
thing you do.

And tonight.

Johnny, a woman just called. Falcon
Crest is on fire.

Melissa!

Melissa, where are you?

I know you're capable of a lot of
things, but murdering 24 people in cold

is not one of them.

My grandson is in that house, and I want
to know what's going on.

You're a son you've never known, and
that doesn't seem to be a problem.

I saw you whenever I could.

Once every three years does not exactly
establish a father -son relationship.

They used to serve the best chili de
lino this side of Sonora.

Remember?

Of course, I haven't been back there
since I left high school.

Probably a sushi bar now.

Want to talk about it?

I'm sorry. I was thinking about Melissa.

I've got this feeling that she wanted to
tell me something tonight, but

couldn't.

She seemed different.

Calm.

I don't know.

What's that?

Something's on fire.

Oh, my God. It's Valkyrie.

Come on, Valkyrie.

I'll take charge of you here. Juan
Maria, get hoses. Hurry!

You go with him, cabrera. Yes, boss.

Did Melissa get out? No, I haven't seen
her or anybody else. She's the only one

in the house. I gotta go.

No, don't! No, Bob!

Hey, no, no, you stay!

Melissa!

on the back of a house!

You know, there's one thing I can't
stand as a thief, and Melissa is a

Now, that deed is a fake, and she knows
I can prove it. But she didn't know it

was a fake, and neither did you. Give
her time.

That's exactly what we don't have.

The vineyards are destroyed.

Angie, I can't put any more pressure on
her. You get her to rehire Cesar.

I want those vines healthy when I get
them back.

Miss Charney, Miss Charney, a woman just
called.

Falcon Crest is on fire.

Where's Lance?

He's in the house. Melissa was in there
alone.

Well, how did he know she was in there?

Angie, I've got to find out about it.
Charlie, look after Mr. Stanek.

We couldn't get past the landing. The
staircase was out. Is anybody in there?

We've got to get up on the roof.

Run the ladder up to the west side.
Roger. The other part of the building is

involved. You were with Lance.

Yes, we were on our way out to dinner.

Then it was you who called me.

That's right.

I want to thank you.

Thank you very much.

What's up there now?

You're on my shoulder.

Be careful with him.

I'm her uncle. How is she? Too soon to
tell right now. Please, she's in good

hands now.

losing Falcon Crest to Melissa.

She'll get it back and build again.

I don't doubt it, Charlie.

Do you have any idea what caused the
fire?

Who can tell with accidents?

Perhaps it was an electrical fire.

Are they sure it was an accident?

It's only bricks and stone. It's all
replaceable.

What bricks? What stone?

It hurts to see it like this. I know.

Why don't you come on back to the house
with me? I'll fix you breakfast.

Oh, no thanks. I don't think Maggie
would appreciate my being there.

Oh, it's me she's not appreciating at
the moment.

She resents that you knew what was going
on and she didn't.

Well, I told you to tell her.

Most women like to know if their
husbands are really dead or alive.

It's a little late to start teaching me
about women.

Are you going to be all right?

We are Giberti's, Richard.

We're not easily defeated.

There will be a new Falcon Crest.

You can mark my word.

Chapter one, finito.

That was very fast.

I can hardly wait till the next chapter.

He's marvelous.

His choice of words, his sensual
rhythms.

Yes, if you like that sort of thing.

When will I get to meet Mr. Babcock?

So I can tell him personally how
wonderful I think his work is.

Miss Cooley.

Oh, please, call me Emma.

It's a lovely name.

Emma.

Thank you.

Emma, I must confess to you a little
ruse.

You're not working for a Mr. Babcock.
You're working for R .D. Young.

What?

Okay, of course.

Ephraim Babcock is the name of one of
his detectives. I should have realized.

Oh, no wonder this book is so fabulous.

Mr. Young has become a recluse, so it's
very important that you not say a word

to anyone about working for him.

Oh, of course, I understand perfectly.

Do you realize, Mr. Cabot, that we are
working for one of the great mystery

writers of the 20th century?

Yes, he does have an excellent
reputation.

I've read every word of his since The
Count of Mendocino.

When do I get to meet him?

Well, that's the trouble with recluses.

They're very antisocial.

He does have a few friends that he
corresponds with, but none that he sees.

Hello?

Yes, she is.

Just a minute.

I mean, oh my goodness, who would be
calling me?

If you'll excuse me.

Who is it?

Jack, what?

What? Is something wrong?

Yes, there is, Emma. That's why I'm
calling.

There's been a fire at Falcon Crest.

Very bad.

Melissa's in the hospital.

I've just been to see her.

Doesn't look good.

How is Mother taking it?

Dr. Bradfield, 3 -1 -2 -5.

Dr. Bradfield, 3 -1 -2 -5.

Miss, is there any news yet?

Sir, the doctor will be available for
consultation as soon as he finishes with

the examination. Until then, please
relax and give us a chance. Look, I

you a simple question.

Can you give me an answer?

There has been severe lung damage.

In the case of pulmonary edema, time is
the key factor.

The doctor is with her now. Why don't
you go in and talk to him?

Well, she's breathing on her own again,
and that's a good sign.

But when the body's been without oxygen
that long, the systems start breaking

down.

There's been severe damage to the lung
tissue.

The lung?

What do you mean by that? She's
suffocating on the fluid in her lungs.

drowning. The next 24 hours are
critical.

We'll do everything we can.

If I were you, I'd go home and get some
sleep.

I hope you don't mind my dropping in
like this. No, not at all, as long as

don't mind waiting.

Richard called from the office.

That was about an hour ago, so he should
be here shortly. No problem at all.

As a matter of fact, I'm happy. It gives
me a chance to be with you alone.

Oh, it's nice to see you again.

I hope you know, Peter, you certainly
don't need a special invitation to stop

here.

I wish that I didn't know you so well to
know that that is a genuine invitation

and not a come on.

Maggie, I want you to talk some sense
into Richard.

Never get the easy jobs.

What now?

I want him to stop talking to the press.

He's making it terribly difficult for us
to do our jobs effectively. You got

something to say to me, Ryder?

Why don't you say it to me?

All right.

That's fine.

No more press conferences.

You're jeopardizing the entire
operation. What operation?

From where I stand, you're not doing a
damn thing.

24 men have been slaughtered. I'm the
one on the line. I'm the one who's been

questioned by the FBI.

Just give me some time.

You're not going to get blamed for the
death of the 13 in their guards. I

promise you. You're damn right I'm not,
Ryder.

You think I spilled too much to the
press this time? You just wait. If you

get me off the hook, I'm really going to
have a lot of things to say.

Richard, let me handle it my own way.

You say you didn't do it.

I know that we didn't do it.

So you give me some time and I'll find
out who did it.

You've had time.

Too much time.

I need your cooperation, Richard.

We're working on this around the clock.
I'm giving you my word.

Your word?

Well, that's good enough for me.

It was nice seeing you, Maggie.

Nice to see you, Peter.

I'll see you out.

Bye. Mustn't forget my manners.

There's a file on me.

Files on the 13th. I want to see them.

Might not be that easy.

Ryder, this is my life we're talking
about, all right? I want to see them.

Hi. Any news?

Not yet.

Anything I can do to help?

You're doing it.

Thanks.

I suppose I'd be wasting my breath to
suggest maybe you go home and get some

sleep.

What's the point? I couldn't sleep
anyway.

I can hardly stand being away from her
for five minutes.

I'm afraid if I leave, she'll stop
breathing or something.

Even being here is making me nervous.

What if something goes wrong?

I'm not there.

I'm still in love with her.

You can't have as much history as we've
had and not care.

Does that make any sense?

Morning,

Garth. The story on the fire is on page
two.

was probably mad it's not on page one.

Have a seat.

Garth, I want you to clear your schedule
and your mind and concentrate solely on

finding out who sold out the 13.

Yes, sir. I want complete reports on
everybody who knew where they were being

held. I want to know who they talked to,
where they go, how much money they have

in the bank. Tap their phones if you
have to and start with good old Senator

Horton. He was the one who was funneling
information to the 13.

I get on it right away, sir.

And don't forget the mercenaries you
hired to bring the 13 to Switzerland.

Well, that is hardly necessary. I
screened them all personally.

Then screen them again. The leak came
from somewhere.

Will that be all, Mr. Channing?

Please wake up.

I'll help you.

Please.

Hang on, honey.

Lance.

You gotta get some rest. Come on, you
gotta go home. I'm okay.

That's something bad. Look at it.

Melissa.

Melissa, honey, hang on.

Get out of my way.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm sorry.

No.

No!

No, no, no, buddy, no, no.

Mrs. Channing?

Just come from the vineyards.

How bad is it? It's not good.

But it may be okay.

It depends.

On who's in charge?

There's been a lot of damage.

Gonna need someone who knows what he's
doing.

I think I'm looking at him.

Cesar, I want you to take care of the
vineyards.

Please, Mrs. Channing.

Who owns Falcon Crest now?

Well, I own it.

I'll be getting it back soon.

But legally.

Oh, legally.

Well, I would assume it would be her
son.

Although he is a minor, then it would be
Frank Agretti, who was her next of kin.

Then I'm being hired by Mr. Agretti. You
are being hired by me.

Now, Mr. Agretti is not going to object.

Like old times.

Exactly.

You know, I want the Falcon Crest
Vineyards to be the finest in the

Valley. Just like old times.

You have my prayers that Falcon Crest
may be returned to you soon, ma 'am.

Thank you.

My poor Falcon Crest.

Falcon Crest is gone. I can't believe
it.

I came as soon as I heard about the fire
and poor Melissa.

Are you all right, Mother?

Oh, yes, I'm fine.

Excuse me. Mrs. Channing.

Yes.

It looks as though the fire might not
have been accidental.

You mean arson?

Who would have done something like that?

Would you mind...

Taking a look at this.

Mother, your beautiful falcon crest pin.
Where did you find this?

In the rubble. We thought it might be
yours.

Being a falcon and you being the former
owner of falcon crest.

Well, I certainly want to thank you. I'd
better hold on to that, Mrs. Channing.

But thank you for identifying it.

I'll let you know what we find.

Either way.

Thank you.

I wonder what that pin was doing at
falcon crest.

Cole.

Hi. It's your mother.

How are you?

Yeah. And Joseph. How's Joseph?

Uh -huh.

Oh, God, I miss you guys.

No, no, no.

No, I'm fine.

Yeah, Richard's fine. He says to say
hello.

I spoke to Vicki. Yeah, she's in
Switzerland, so she should be visiting

the next couple of weeks.

Oh, he did?

Oh.

That's wonderful. You must be very proud
of him.

Cole, something's happened.

I'm afraid I have some bad news for you.

And the fire chief said that it might be
arson.

Anyway, we'll find out in a few days.
And you know they found Mother's pin

there, you know, the one with the falcon
on it?

Yeah, where did they find it?

He said he found it at Falcon Crest.

I can't believe that.

Why?

Because I picked up the pin in the
jewelry store and then I put it in the

box in my car.

Melissa must have taken it.

Why would she do that?

I don't know.

She was doing a lot of weird things
towards the end.

Oh, Lance.

It's so hard when you lose someone you
love.

And everyone says you'll get over it.

But you don't want to get over it.

Because missing them is all you have
left.

Frank.

I'm sorry this has happened.

Thanks, Angie.

I know how much she meant to you.

I really don't think I know how much
until right now.

Well, one day you might say that about
Nick.

No, it's not the same thing.

Well, whatever happened between you two
has to be mended.

It was his decision, not mine, Angie.

He's the one who said he never wanted to
see me again. That was a long time ago.

Why don't you give him a call?

Wounds do heal, you know.

I know.

Give him a call?

Mm -hmm. Hell, I don't even know where
he is.

Now, let me see if I can get this
straight.

This is the one. Yeah. The one who set
up the 13.

He's one of the mercenaries you screened
so carefully.

Yeah. How do you explain that, Garth?

Yeah, well, I screened him more
carefully this time.

Hell would freeze over before you'd
crack a smile.

Do you know where to find him?

Yes, sir. Good.

Hello.

Ryder, where the hell are you? I want
you to stop calling my office about

files. There's all kinds of wires around
there. You never know who's listening.

That's your problem. Did you get my
file?

I got as far as I could. It's marked top
secret. I can't even access it. I bet

you could if you really put your mind to
it. Ryder, my back's against the wall.

Now, I want that file. I don't care what
you have to do to get it.

We shouldn't even be having this
conversation with you.

Yeah, well, we all do things we
shouldn't. I'll expect to hear from you

with better news, Ryder. Otherwise, I'm
going to have to hold another press

conference.

I ask him for one thing.

Richard, does it really matter?

As is the custom of believers, we have
brought the human body for burial.

Toward God, all living things are bound.

Let us pray that he will raise again our
sister and give her everlasting joy in

heaven.

May God grant her mercy when she is
judged.

May she be at peace with the Father and
may she be brought home on the shoulder

of the Good Shepherd.

May her soul and the souls of all the
faithful departed through the mercy of

rest in peace.

Which one is he?

Do you know them?

I haven't seen them around here before.

One of them's my son.

Frank.

Aren't you going to speak to him?

What the hell's he doing here?

Well, just talk to him.

Hello, Frank.

How you doing, son?

The name's Nick. I know your name, damn
it. Can't you be pleasant for once? I

don't think this is under the time of
the place.

Right.

Uh, since you're here, you maybe come up
to my house tonight, uh, about 8 o

'clock? It's the, uh, the older Grady
house.

8 o 'clock. Oh, I'm sorry, Andy.

Mrs. Angela Channing, this is my son,
Nick. How do you do?

This is my son, Ben.

Ben, this is your grandfather.

Hey.

I didn't know.

How could you?

Frank, I think we should go.

Yeah, well, uh, 8 o 'clock. 8 o 'clock.

You did this, didn't you, Angie?

How did you find him?

Well, he does have two parents.

Claire? You called Claire?

Yes. And she said to say hello to you.

Yeah?

And she gave you his number?

No, no, his address.

I sent him a telegram. Short and to the
point.

But why did he come? He didn't know
Melissa.

Maybe it's because you asked him to
come.

Or maybe it's because he wants to get
reacquainted with his father. I asked

to come. How could you do that
without...

telling me. Listen, I've done a lot of
things in my life that I'm not very

of, and this is not one of them.

So I've got friends in just about every
part of France.

Uh -huh. Well, don't you guys ever feel
like deadly? I mean, you know, the same

friend at the same house, huh?

Well, Dad's work takes it, you know, all
over the wine -growing areas of Europe.

Uh,

Ben, you sure you want coffee?

Yeah, frankly, it's okay. Sure, it's
okay.

What about you? You want a brandy?

No, no thanks.

You know, somebody was telling me you
work in one of the really big vineyards

France, huh?

Well, what do you do?

I'm a viticulturist. A vitic what?

They got fancy names for every damn
thing nowadays, don't they? Even people

grow grapes.

Whenever there's a problem in the
vineyard, Dad just solves it. He's the

Everybody says so.

An unbiased opinion if I ever heard one.

You know, seriously, they could use your
help at Falcon Crest.

Before Melissa died, she took one of the
best vineyards in Tuscany and made a

disaster area out of it.

Sorry, Frank.

We're not going to be around long enough
to be any help.

In fact, we're going to be heading back
tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Why?

What's the hurry? You just got here.

Well, we want to spend some time in New
York.

Dad's got a new book out. Dad?

Oh, you mean that guy, Max?

To me, he was Dad.

First I heard about that.

You weren't around to hear much of
anything.

Hey, Angie sent over a great cake for
dessert. What about it?

Not for me.

Well, Ben won't say no, will you?

No, that's right. I won't say no.

Getting laid back really quickly. No,
no, no, no, no. Come on.

We haven't seen each other in years.

17 years to be exact.

So where do you have to be? Ben doesn't
have to be in school tomorrow.

Well, he's got plenty of homework.

His grandmother keeps him supplied in
enough books to sink a ship.

Come on, let's go, Ben.

No, no, no.

Come on.

Give me a few minutes. Give me an hour.

I've got a grandson I've never known.

You got a son you never know, and that
doesn't seem to be a problem.

That's not fair.

Oh, I think it's a fair assessment.

A boy occasionally needs comfort, help,
guidance, encouragement.

Where the hell were you?

In some emerald mine?

In some country thousands of miles away
from me? I saw you whenever I could,

whenever I was allowed to.

whenever I was in New York. And once
every three years does not exactly

establish a father -son relationship.

I know that.

I just didn't stay anywhere too long in
those days.

Your mother made it very clear she
didn't want me around.

It doesn't mean I didn't love you.

You're a vagabond, Frank.

I understand that.

So am I.

But my son stays with me.

There's a difference between us.

There's another difference.

You had a mother.

Where's Ben's mother? Who is she?

It's a long story I want to discuss
right now.

Or ever.

Get your coat on. Time to go.

You know, you never get lessons in being
a parent.

I made a mistake.

I think you're making them now.

I just hope your son forgives you
someday.

Sure, Frank.

Coming right up, buddy.

Come on. Now.

Come on.

That's it.

That's it. Good boy.

Good boy.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Come on.

Come on.

Hi.

Hi. Poor baby's a little green.

Just got him to stop on command, though.

You're doing great.

That's great.

More time for me.

Yeah?

Richard's still at the office.

Yeah, I know.

I wanted to see you.

Don't get me involved in Richard's
affairs. Peter, I have difficulty enough

dealing with the little information I do
get. Richard is telling you the truth

about Switzerland.

Now, we took him there to help
neutralize the 13.

We told him it was only going to take a
couple of days, but we ended up keeping

him there for months.

That's what he told me. All right, I
believe that he is telling the truth.

But people around Washington don't.
That's why I want them to keep a low

until I can get this thing sorted out.

I don't want you hurt, Maggie.

Look, I'm not saying your heart wasn't
in the right place, Angie.

I'm glad to know somebody around here
thinks I have one. It's not your fault.

It's mine.

How did it go last night with Nick?

How did it go?

Nothing. They're going back to New York
and they're going back to France.

They're leaving today.

Nothing.

Nothing's changed.

Well, I'm truly sorry.

You know what hurts the most?

I can't blame him. I wasn't there when
he needed a father.

How can I expect him to be there when
I... when I want a son?

And a grandson.

Can I say to you a few steps?

Oh, well, sure.

Mr. Young never gets too much mail. I
guess people don't know he lives here.

But I suppose you've seen him.

No, never. I've only heard him play the
flute sometimes.

You know, I feel sorry for him, losing
his wife that way.

What happened?

Some kind of a boating accident.

But the folks in town are talking like
there's more to it.

Big mystery.

You know, it's something that Mr.

Young would write.

Well, I gotta go now.

Nice talking to you.

Bye -bye.

Mr. Young has a rule.

No one is to discuss his private life
with anyone.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Anderson. I was only
being friendly.

Did your former employer permit you to
discuss his private affairs that way? It

won't happen again, I assure you.

Are you sure that you're going to be
happy here, Miss Cooley?

That's Miss Cooley.

It's good seeing you again, Emma.

Thanks, Kevin.

Oh, my goodness.

You're going to spoil me for any other
kind of life.

It's so elaborate.

Well, I saved it for you.

Mr. Young invited us to lunch with him
yesterday.

Me too?

Since you weren't here to enjoy it, I
thought you might like to see what you

missed.

Mr. Young was in a rare mood, I must
say.

Hollywood just bought the film rights to
The Widow Wore Red.

I hope you enjoy your lunch, Emma.

Thank you. Oh, Mr. Kevin!

Does he do this often, Mr. Young, have
these lunches?

Oh, no.

It's the first time in all the years
I've been with him.

DeYoung must be blocked.

He always plays the flute whenever he's
run out of story ideas.

Hey, Nick, you'd better hold up. Frank.

Hey, listen, we gotta go. Wait, wait,
wait.

I just got a call from Melissa's lawyer.

He asked me to be absolutely sure that
you were around for the reading of her

will. Her will?

What for? I never even met her. Look,
I'm just telling you what the lawyer

me. How you doing, Ben? Good, thanks.

If you don't believe me, go call him
yourself.

Oh, of course I believe you, I'm down.

I'm just baffled, that's all.

What, does this mean we're staying, Dad?

I guess so.

Looks like you and I are going to get to
know each other after all, huh, buddy?

You got it.

And it's okay with old Dad.

Take the backpack up to 423, okay?

This is where you recruited the
mercenaries?

Of course.

Can you think of a better place?

Can I help you?

You can if you're Albie Carver.

and I would like to buy some
information.

I'll take it. It's only money. It won't
bite.

Just for you, Rodden.

You're not from the police?

Since when have you known the police to
be that generous?

What kind of information?

Take it easy, Albie. Stay away from me.

I'm warning you.

Hey.

What is it about you, Garth, that has
that effect on people?

Well, you know, I swear we were holding
the 13, and now he thinks I want to kill

him. Why would he think that?

Look at that face, Albie. Is that the
face of a killer?

I've got a proposition for you.

You were hired and very well paid to
round up some businessmen and take them

a secret location in Switzerland.

Then you got greedy and you sold that
secret to somebody.

You're crazy. I don't know what you're
talking about. Albie, don't play games

with me.

I just want to know the name.

They'll kill me if they find out I told
you. They're going to kill you if they

find out you're in the same room with
me. They won't wait to find out what you

told me.

I didn't have to tell anyone where they
were. They knew.

I just went along for the ride and the
money. Who knew?

Who organized this little venture?

His name is John Remick.

Senator's brother.

Please. Mrs. Channing?

Oh.

Well, Sheriff, what can I do for you?

I'm here on some unpleasant business,
Mrs. Channing. Is it about the fire?

Chief Elkins told me he thought it was
arson. Well, they're sure of it now. And

you know about the pin that was found
there?

Oh, yes.

Wait a minute, Sheriff.

I don't know what you're getting at, but
Grandmother has nothing to do with that

pin. It was stolen out of my car.

I suppose you have come...

To arrest me? No, I haven't, Mrs.
Channing.

Lance Compson, I'm arresting you in
charges of arson and murder in

with the death of Melissa Agretti.
Anything you say will be used against

a court of law.

Next on Falcon Crest. I have it from a
reliable source that the DA is going to

ask for bail on the amount of one
million dollars.

I hear you told her you'd kill her if
she crossed you.

You think all this is too devious, don't
you?

I understand it's necessary.

Finding Remick is the only way I know
how to get out from under this.

You're trying to deceive me.

Oh, dear.

Maggie, I have to level with you. I just
got some disturbing news.

Richard killed a thirteen.

Stop! Thank you.