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Chase, listen

"Elizabeth Bradbury, age 18

"was struck down and run over by a car yesterday afternoon.

The driver of the car did not stop. There were no witnesses."

- That was long ago. - Did my father love her?

"What happened to Elizabeth Bradbury, Angie?

Where's Elizabeth now?"

Tell me, why do you visit Elizabeth Bradbury every week?

Well, she's an obligation from the past.

Are you afraid he might be responsible?

Aren't you? I've done a little exploration.

Found this, "Damn Angie and her deadly blue convertible."

Well, that was exhilarating. You must feel better.

Not really.

You have to learn to accept this duty gracefully.

Because I expect you to carry on with it after I die.

That is, if I ever decide to die.

Just how will you know what I do after you're gone?

I'll know.

- Hello, Elizabeth. - Angela.

It's such a delightful day,

I thought we'd have tea out here.

What a nice idea.

Jean, dear, would you go in and get

the cake and toast for me, please?

- Shall we sit here? - Yeah.

It's so nice to see you.

- A little more up. - Thank you.

- You're looking well, darling. - It's wonderful to see you.

You know, I have a surprise for you too.

This is Lance, my grandson.

- Good afternoon, Miss Bradbury. - Lance.

According to this, this room was 9 feet longer.

We built a wall right along here,

with a door someplace about there.

And your father had a new room.

He said he needed a place to himself.

I know the feeling.

He had a whole house full of rooms.

Well, he did a lot of things I never understood.

But this room was special for him.

Nobody else ever went in there.

He'd spend hours on end in there,

reading, writing sometimes.

That's funny. We never found any evidence of his writing.

Well, one day he stopped writing.

From then on, he sat in there alone and drank.

Sometimes he cried.

God, what a waste.

Well, then the time came when he said to me

"Gus, wall the door shut."

And I did.

I'm sorry, honey. Are we bothering you?

Oh, no. I'm not getting anywhere anyway.

Gus, where would this door have been on this wall here?

Well..

Maybe here.

I left some open framing in case he ever wanted to reopen it.

There.

Honey, look at this.

On the other side of this wall, there's a room.

If we tear out the wall, it will almost double

the size of the bedroom.

Uh- huh, how big a job is it?

Well, mostly noise and a lot of dust.

It's all stone and mortar.

Once in a while, I see a fleeting Gioberti look

about Lance, Angela.

Makes me think of Jason.

Yes, I noticed that too.

But I've always thought of him as a Gioberti.

You knew Uncle Jason, then?

Many years ago.

Lance, you forgot to remind me that I have an appointment.

Oh, you know, you're absolutely right.

Miss Bradbury, it was a pleasure.

I wouldn't have a life at all if it weren't

for Angela's kindness and generosity.

Oh, Elizabeth.

How very proud you must be of her.

Well, we're proud of each other.

Now, I'll see you next week.

- I'll look forward to it. - Marvelous.

And thank you so much for the tea.

- Goodbye now. - Goodbye, Elizabeth.

Where are you going?

It's my turn.

Gus, why did he go to so much trouble?

He was unhappy.

You don't make a room and then

cover it up because you're unhappy.

Well, they can say he was crazy, but I know better.

He was just lonely.

Lonely? How could he be lonely?

He must've known everybody in the valley.

Well, that's true. He knew everyone.

But here in this house, he had no one.

Too bad I wasn't here for him.

Darling, you had no choice.

Your mother took you away.

I grew up. I knew the way back.

When your father sealed off this room

he sealed off his life the same way.

Did you enjoy your ride?

Are you planning on entering the Indy 500?

Why not? I enjoy a challenge.

Are those the pictures back from Rome?

No, these were taken here.

Well, your photography's improving.

Carlo Agretti's vineyards are one of the finest in the valley.

Almost as good as ours.

They belong together.

So you've always said.

- Carlo Agretti is a widower? - Mm-hmm.

Why don't you ask him to marry you?

Like I always said..

...the joining of young vines

is a far better investment.

Grandmother,

I don't even know his daughter.

Melissa Agretti is Carlo's only child.

And she's a lovely girl. Now, sit down.

You just think of this as one step to a merger, right?

Still, a lovely girl, and his only heir.

Tell me something.

Why do you visit Elizabeth Bradbury every week?

I enjoy her. Didn't you?

Well, yeah, sure.

But you called her a duty.

Well, she's an obligation from the past, started by my father.

Your obligation is Melissa Agretti.

- Oh, come on. - I'm not through.

What you're trying to do is unfair.

Good business is rarely fair.

- Where are you going? - I'm gonna get drunk.

- Think he'll stop for dinner? - I hope so.

Honey, would you tell him we're all ready down here?

I went up there when Gus left.

Dad's on some kind of mission.

Yeah. Everything he learns about his father tears him up.

And he's going at that wall like he expects to find Jason behind.

- I'll tell him dinner's ready. - Thank you.

I hope your family was normal.

Reasonably.

I mean it, because the Giobertis all seem a little weird.

Careful. You're a Gioberti, you know.

Take grandfather, though.

A little off the wall, wouldn't you say?

I knew he drank, but this?

This is really weird.

Yeah. That's what worries your father.

And Emma, well, she's different.

I certainly wouldn't call Angie your typical lady next door.

There's nothing average about Angela Channing

I'll give you that.

I'm really concerned about your father.

You know, he has to have pleasant memories of Jason.

The last thing he needs to feel is any more guilt.

- I know. - Good.

But if I were a writer like you, I'd not look far for material.

Not with Dad's family handy.

It's crossed my mind.

Hey, what are you doing?

That's my bike.

Are you okay? I'm sorry.

That guy ran me right off the road.

Do you have any idea how much this is gonna cost me?

I'm sorry.

Custom touring saddle.

Extruded- alloy frame.

Cotterless crank.

- Just tell me how much it is. - Eight hundred dollars.

Well, look, don't go away.

How are you gonna get home?

Obviously not on my bike.

I feel terrible about this.

Where do you live?

Sausalito, if it's any of your business.

Well, hop in my car.

I'll give you a lift to..

Sausalito? That's 50 miles away.

Tell me about it.

Well, look, I just feel terrible about this.

I've been up all night drinking.

I got a terrible headache.

And you want me to get in that car with you?

You gotta be dreaming.

I told you I'm gonna buy you a new bike, right?

Hey!

Come on. I'm gonna buy you another bike.

Okay, but do me one favor.

Drive a little more carefully, okay?

I promise.

Alright, come on, guys.

Hey, let's call it a night, alright?

- But we're not through yet. - We're almost finished.

- We can finish tomorrow. - But I got school tomorrow.

- That's exactly the point. - Come on.

- Out, out, out. - Thanks for your help.

- Good night. - Good night, sweetie.

See you in the morning.

Take those shoes off so you don't...

- Yes, mother. - Yes, mother.

Out.

Honey, let's go to bed.

- You must be exhausted. - I can't stop now.

You said we could finish tomorrow.

I know what I said.

I've gotta find out what's behind this door.

Give me the flashlight.

Chase, just be careful, okay?

It's just a room.

It smells like death in here.

No windows, no ventilation of any kind.

I feel like I've opened a tomb.

Maggie.

What?

It looks like a family bible.

Okay, come on, my turn.

You're welcome to it.

I don't think my father thought much of

The Family of Joseph Gioberti.

You'll find his comments written all over it.

"The gospel according to St. Angela"?

Oh, he would've changed the title too.

There are lots of pages missing, huh?

Yeah, and a lot of others defaced.

- Ripped out. - Yeah.

Funny little drawings

cryptic notes to the author.

You think Angela wrote it?

Or had it written.

Even with all the missing pages, it reads

like the Giobertis led the Crusades..

...and then went on to bigger and better things.

"The self-anointed queen at the head of the table?"

Queen Angela the First.

He alternates between that and St. Angela.

Where did I get the idea they were so devoted?

From her eulogy over his grave, probably.

"I will never miss my brother's love..

"...for it became part of me long ago

and I shall cherish it forever."

- Very moving. - It was.

More and more, I'm beginning to realize

that we have only Angie's word for just about everything

that's happened around here.

Honey, who's Elizabeth Bradbury?

I don't know. But he writes about her often.

Yeah, he does.

"What happened to Elizabeth Bradbury, Angie?

Where's Elizabeth now?"

He seemed to feel that she belonged in the book.

That's strange.

Yeah, it is.

Thank you very much.

No, that will be all. Thank you.

Yes?

Mother, I just saw Paul Espinoza.

Wants to know how long our Chenin Blanc is gonna sit there

on the loading dock. This will need your signature.

Well, Lance is supposed to take care of that.

Well, Lance didn't come home again last night.

I know.

As a matter of fact, no one has seen him in days.

Your little boy is in San Francisco.

My little boy?

He's never called my little boy unless

he's done something to offend you.

Whenever things don't go the way

Lance wants them to, he pouts sulks, or runs away.

He's run away this time because he's upset with me.

- Why? - How would I know?

A few stores in the city called.

He's spending a great deal of money.

Well, you taught us all exquisite taste.

He bought a pair of bicycles for himself

bless his little heart.

Two bicycles?

He never even liked bicycles when he was growing up.

Well, he's still growing up.

I hope he makes it sometime.

Well, did your source tell you when he was coming back?

He'll be back by Saturday, or I'll have him delivered.

I'm having the Agrettis for dinner.

Thank you.

- I don't think you're trying. - I'm killing myself, Lori.

Watch it here.

Had enough?

I think so. Gosh, you're a slave driver.

Oh, come on.

I'll have you in shape in no time.

Oh, you don't think I'm in shape, huh?

I was talking about jogging..

...bicycling, weightlifting.

I wasn't.

You know what I wanted to say all morning?

- What? - I'm starving.

So am I.

Look, there's a nice spot down there. No wind.

Oh, yeah.

- Oh, this looks great. - Let's go.

We'll go over there.

Alright. This is beautiful.

I never thought I'd fall in love with an athlete.

Actually, I never thought I'd fall in love, period.

I thought I was feeling all this all by myself.

No way.

These picnics, that crazy bicycle.

I can't believe the things that I'm doing.

- And you know something else? - What?

Even holding hands, even this means something very special.

Well, it means everything.

It means I love you.

I belong to you. I need you.

You weren't in my plans either.

Well, now, what were your plans?

Traveling.

Finishing gemology school first.

And then seeing the world.

I was just gonna do it by myself.

But now I don't know.

To your world.

To our world.

You know, we always talk about

what I do and what I want.

- So, what do you do? - My work?

Sometimes I don't even know myself.

Well, you're not a professional bicycle rider

we already know that.

I have a career, though.

And it's usually saying yes to my grandmother.

That's a funny thing to say.

It's funny, but it's true.

He writes really well, doesn't he?

Sometimes too damn well.

Oh, come on. This is lovely, Chase.

Read it, Mom.

"I will raise my son at my side.

"He will know my love by all we share together.

He will know my pride in him, because I'll tell him so."

- Nothing wrong with that, dad. - Except it never happened.

It's a fantasy. I wasn't here at his side.

But you were 12 when your mother took you away.

Yeah.

"Lillie Gioberti was so often gone that the boy Jason

"gave his maternal affection to his Mexican nurse

who, of all people, treated him kindest."

Lillie was his mother.

Anyway, she gave birth to him.

I don't think she was much of a mother

to Angie or my father.

Your grandmother took off, your mother took off.

Gioberti men must be awful to live with.

Now wait a minute. Just a minute.

They are impossible. I'll attest to that.

Okay, okay.

Do you think you can make any sense out of all this?

Some cohesive whole with a beginning, a middle, an end?

Darling, it's not over yet.

We're a part of it too, you know.

Listen to this

"Even as a child, Angela ruled as if by divine right.

She did not play games with the boy, she directed play."

The boy? He must mean himself.

Yes.

"There were two games only

"grape growing and wine making.

The boy began to hate them both at an early age."

I wonder why he wouldn't say

"I" and "me."

He didn't feel part of the family

didn't feel he really belonged.

"Queen Angela inherited

"the absent mother's place at the table..

"...and occupied

her father's full attention."

- Her father's. - Yeah.

"The boy filled his thoughts

"with the secret walks he'd take and with fishing

and he would think too of Elizabeth Bradbury."

- There's that name again. - She's all through my stuff.

Beautiful, gentle Elizabeth, laughing Elizabeth.

She's not in anything of mine.

Mine's full of Jacqueline.

- Yeah, that's my mother. - I know.

Chase, listen.

"Elizabeth Bradbury, age 18 was struck down and run over

"by a car yesterday afternoon.

"Doctors at Valley Hospital report severe damage

"to her back and legs.

"The driver of the car did not stop.

There were no witnesses to the accident."

Come in.

Julia.

I was just thinking that maybe

I could work on something in here.

I miss Lance.

I do too. He'll be back by Saturday.

You know what I miss most? His car.

It roars and screeches.

Yes, he does drive too fast, doesn't he?

Only when he's mad.

Oh, no, we don't say that, do we?

We say angry.

Yes, we say angry.

Mad is quite another thing.

Hi. Oh, am I interrupting something?

- Yes. - No, come in.

I can come back later.

No, come in.

- Alright. - Maggie.

Do you say angry or mad?

I didn't upset her, did I?

No, don't be concerned.

Emma never stays long, and today's gotten

a bit out of her grasp.

I see.

Julia, listen, what can you tell me about Elizabeth Bradbury?

How do you know Elizabeth Bradbury?

I don't. Just what I read from old papers we found of Jason's.

Well, she's an invalid.

Yes. I read about the accident.

But she's still living?

Yes. She lives here in the valley.

She's one of Mother's pet charities.

What does your mother do for her?

Well, I don't know exactly.

Except that mother goes to visit her every week, religiously.

She used to take me with her.

And then she took Emma for a while

but it used to upset Emma terribly.

Is she badly crippled?

Well, she's confined to a wheelchair.

She sits up very straight

and she has one of the loveliest faces I've ever seen.

I guess she takes Lance to see her now.

Your mother must think very highly of her.

Angela says that Elizabeth Bradbury is there to remind us

how really fortunate we are.

I think the rest of us are just crippled in other ways.

Gus, was my father in love with her?

Well, it was hard not to be.

She was beautiful.

She still is.

She meant something to him.

He spoke of her often.

Asked if I'd seen her, how she was doing.

He wrote about her a lot, all through his writings.

Well, Elizabeth Bradbury was the kind of girl

that made an impression.

Jason was a young man then.

But he never forgot about her.

That was a long time ago, the accident.

Old Jasper Gioberti

paid all of her hospital bills.

Left her some money when he died.

Gus, was my grandfather responsible for the accident?

I never heard that.

Grandmother?

Lance. Darling.

Well, I was wondering when you were gonna come home.

I'd like you to meet Lori Chapman.

Lori. You're very lovely.

Thank you, Mrs. Channing.

Oh, well, do come in and sit down.

Make yourself at home.

Now, Lori, tell me all about yourself.

- Well, I... - Lori works in San Francisco.

In San Francisco?

Well, we'll have to get better acquainted, won't we?

Could I offer you some wine?

Oh, nothing, thank you.

What have you been up to in the city?

Lance?

I'm gonna move there.

Oh, you've met Lori, and now you're gonna move?

- That's right. - Oh, my goodness, that's fast.

I thought it might be time to work

for the Falcon Crest headquarters.

I'd work my way up there the same way I've done here.

- Has he told you all this? - Not all of it.

But it sounds wonderful.

Well, I think there's a better time to discuss your plans.

I'm going to drive Lori back to the city.

And when I do, I'm gonna stop by Falcon Crest headquarters.

I like to work with corporate controllers.

There is a better time, Lance.

I hope you've brought something appropriate to wear for dinner.

We're having guests.

You were raised here?

It's the only home I've ever had.

But it doesn't compare to the one

we'll share one day soon.

That has a nice sound.

Oh, Lance, I don't know.

My grandmother got to you.

Yes, she did. She got to you, didn't she?

No. No, it isn't that.

Well, then, what is it? Is it all of this?

Falcon Crest? Is that what concerns you?

This is very beautiful.

And Falcon Crest, that's awesome.

You know, my grandmother is larger than life.

Don't let her frighten you.

She doesn't frighten me.

But I think she frightens you.

No, she doesn't.

Hello, Cole. This is Angela.

I have a slight problem.

Oh, a very attractive problem.

But I have an extra girl for dinner.

Say about 6:30.

Oh, thank you, Cole.

You may have saved my life.

Thank you, Chao-Li.

- Mr. Agretti. - Thank you.

I would like to make a toast to my dear friend Carlo

and to his lovely daughter, Melissa.

And to the lovely matriarch of Falcon Crest, dear Angela.

Thank you. When Chao-Li calls dinner

I want you to escort Melissa.

Would you excuse me just a moment?

- Of course. - But, Grandmother.

You heard me.

Lori, how are you and Cole getting along?

- Fine. - Just fine.

Oh, that's lovely. Well, enjoy yourselves, huh?

I'm so glad you could be with us this evening.

Thank you for asking us.

And you're such a lovely young lady. Isn't she, Lance?

I'm delighted you could be with us.

Thank you.

Melissa, I have something to say to Angela.

Why don't you wait in the car for me?

- It was wonderful. Good night. - Good night, darling.

Lance is in love with that Chapman girl.

I don't think so. If he was nice to her,

he was just being polite.

He couldn't keep his eyes off her all evening.

He laughs at her jokes,

he smiles when she smiles and he hangs on every word

that comes out of her mouth.

I don't want my daughter hurt, Angela.

Well, he might have a passing fancy for Lori..

...but it's nothing to worry about.

I know what the marriage

of your grandson and my daughter

would mean to both of us.

But if he's in love with someone else, I cannot allow it.

Oh, well, I couldn't either.

You see, I want Lance to be happy.

I wouldn't pressure him into anything.

But if he starts seeing Melissa, then it's his choice.

I hope so, Angela.

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

Oh, Carlo, it was my pleasure.

- Good night. - Good night.

Jason Gioberti's son, back in our valley.

Forgive me, but I do so welcome the sight of him.

Thank you. You're very kind.

Please, sit down.

Thanks.

It's nice of you to let us come see you.

My father wrote of you many times in his diaries.

- He did? - Yes.

That surprises me very much.

"Beautiful Elizabeth.

Lovely, gentle Elizabeth."

You didn't know he thought of you that way?

He didn't talk a great deal, you know.

He was shy.

I'm not sure I knew that then.

You were quite young, weren't you, when you had your accident?

Yes.

I never saw Jason after that.

Ever?

He never once came to see me.

And that nearly broke my heart,

because I was madly in love with him.

Well, why wouldn't he come?

Things were very different then.

A girl in a wheelchair didn't date very much.

In those days, a physical handicap was just that.

A physical handicap.

And then he met Jacqueline, your mother.

I heard how beautiful she was

how much she loved Jason.

And I was very happy for him.

I learned about his doings through Angela.

What a faithful friend she's always been.

He cared for you. I know that.

Thank you.

That's a very nice thing to remember.

Why didn't he ever go to see her again?

Elizabeth said that he was very shy.

A boy that age, he just probably

didn't want to get involved.

But I know he cared for her.

Maybe he wasn't in love with her

but even if she were just a friend

I just don't understand it.

Are you afraid he might be responsible for her condition?

Aren't you?

Chase, I don't know.

Guilt could've kept him away.

Why is he so hard to get at?

I wanna know what kind of man my father was.

Why can't I work in San Francisco?

I'd still be part of Falcon Crest.

San Francisco is not the issue.

Your little shop girl is.

She isn't just a shop girl.

She's active.

She has lots of interests.

- Such as? - Well, she runs, she bicycles.

She studies at night to become a jewelry appraiser.

You'd be amazed what she knows about precious stones already.

If you'd just take the time to get to know her, please.

No need to.

Grandmother, I love her.

And I want to marry her.

And I think we'd stand a better chance in San Francisco.

You're not free to make those choices.

I have invested my time, my knowledge and my money in you.

And my dividends include your unquestioning loyalty.

You have my loyalty.

But I'm not your personal property. I have my own life.

The marriage will be to Melissa Agretti, when the time is right.

- But, Grandmother... - Or I disinherit you.

I love Lori.

Well, I didn't say you couldn't love her.

I said you can't marry her.

Of course I like Lori.

I liked her immediately.

She has stamina and spirit traits that I admire

tremendously in a person.

Well, then you'll help me with Grandmother?

No.

You said that you'd be able to help me.

That I would probably love her as a daughter-in-law.

But none of that makes any difference.

Hasn't anyone ever stood up to Grandmother?

You can't fight her and win.

You have too much to lose.

But I'd have Lori.

And I'm not gonna lose her.

You don't have to lose her.

Just don't marry her.

Lance..

Sometimes I wish we'd never opened this room up.

I think Chase is sorry too.

It's almost as if this is where Jason really died.

I guess part of him did.

Half of him wonders how his father died.

The other half wonders whom he hurt before he died.

He hurt himself, mostly.

Not Elizabeth Bradbury?

No.

We talked about everything in life, especially when he drank.

Sometime he would have told me that.

Angie.

Have you ever been to a winery before?

Nothing so elegant.

All of this should be Lance's one day.

It's very impressive.

I've been thinking about you.

With your apparent interest in gems..

...I would think you'd enjoy a trip to the Orient.

I'm sure I would.

Lance tells me you're studying to be an appraiser.

There's some wonderful schools in the East, you know.

Yes, there are.

Are you making me an offer, Mrs. Channing?

I'm making you two.

You have a choice.

l love him very much.

That word is used so easily these days.

I love him very much.

Enough to know that he probably belongs here at Falcon Crest.

And you?

He was lost to me before I even met him.

You got him too early, Mrs. Channing

molded him early, obligated him early.

His heritage obligated him.

You know, it's really too bad, though.

He was just beginning to come into his own terms.

Do you know that he's fine and strong and gentle?

Well, he'll always be able

to use those qualities, if he has them.

I don't mind losing

as much as I mind you winning.

Shall we go?

I'm sorry, Lance. It's over.

I should've never taken you to Falcon Crest.

We should've gotten on our bicycles

and just never looked back.

It's too late for that now.

It's not too late, Lori.

We can find someplace where she can't reach us.

And where would that be?

I'm always gonna wonder how she got to be so powerful.

We can't let her stop us.

She already has.

You're hers. I'm not gonna fight her.

But I can. And I will.

You see, I can change everything.

I wish that was possible.

Don't go, baby.

I have to.

You're all that I have.

You're all that I love.

You have your family.

I don't have any family. I never have.

My father tried, but I never gave him the chance.

You're the first one who's ever allowed me to feel anything.

And I can't lose you.

I'll talk to my grandmother.

I'll tell her I'm through with Falcon Crest.

Just be somebody you like, Lance.

You'll always be somebody I love.

Just feel something.

Even pain is better than nothing.

Bye.

I offered you the complete family history

when you were here before.

And you didn't seem to care.

I've done a little exploration since then.

And I came up with this.

It's in my father's handwriting.

Oh, poor Chase.

You've found it, haven't you?

Jason's horrible room.

And this was in the ashes of his fireplace

"Damn Angie and her deadly blue convertible."

Then it says "Elizabeth.."

The rest of it's burned away.

Well, you persist in stirring those ashes..

...even Elizabeth's tragic accident.

You were driving that convertible.

We were all very sad for her.

The entire valley was devastated.

Yet no one ever stepped forward,

ever admitted guilt.

My father and I have always seen to it

that she's never wanted for anything.

Except a life.

Life is rarely fair.

I could hope that Emma was not so troubled..

...and that Julia had more strength.

But as it is, my children are flawed.

Retribution, Angela?

I consider it my lot in life.

Why did you let me believe that my father

might have been responsible?

You let yourself believe that.

Give me one thing

to remember him by, Angela.

Something, no matter how slight

that will help me to remember him with some shred of pride.

Decency.

Alright.

You are a rich man, Gus.

A rich man is a man who has a son..

...to grow with and fish with

and travel with..

...and share so much.

I don't have a son.

But, Jason, you have Chase.

He writes to you all the time.

No. No, he left me.

His mother took him away. He was a little boy.

Well, he's a man now. And he hasn't come back.

Damn him.

Who in hell needs Chase Gioberti?

How did you get that?

Gus tried to convince me

that Jason needed some kind of help.

So I asked him to make that recording.

You never gave him that help.

As long as I live, I'll grieve that he died feeling as he did.

But at least I know now.

That's some sort of resolution.

You win at any cost, don't you?

Maggie's name was Hartford, wasn't it?

From Maryland?

And I think her mother was a Griffith.

My God.

You've started a file on my wife.

Well, I've always wanted to know her better.

You don't mean all this, Jason.

You love Chase. You know you do.

Yes, I do. I do love my son.

I need him. I need my son.

I want him with me, Gus.