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to do an article for
Contemporary Metropolitan Post.

I think I have
everything I need.

Keep an eye out for the article.
It's gonna be a doozy.

The pre-site approval
request denied.

I can't build my stadium.

I tried to buy his land
for our stadium.

I sold the land to
DiFiore Exports.

We're very alike, you and me.

We really are siblings.
Two of a kind.

Steven told me that he saw
Hank's positive DNA results,

which couldn't have
been real.

Not only were Hank's results

not matched,

but they were
signed for by you.

Burn it. It'll be

our little secret.

(screaming)

(monitor beeping)

WOMAN (over P.A.):
Satellite pharmacy to 324.

Satellite pharmacy...

(groaning softly)

Now, you're in
a delicate state, Mother.

So just relax and listen.

Now, I am sorry about
what happened last night.

I lost my temper.

You have to understand
how hurtful it was

to know that you were gonna
turn away your own son

just to protect yourself.

(pained moan)

You're supposed to put
your children first.

That's why I'm here.

To teach you how to be
a better mother.

Can you imagine what the rest
of the family would think

if they found out
you were the one

that switched Hank's
DNA results?

Don't worry, I'll keep
your secret if you keep mine.

FALLON:
Oh, my God.

Is she okay?

How did this happen?

Well, from what I can gather,
she had a few

too many to drink last night
and tripped into the fireplace.

Oh, well...
Oh.

I'm just glad I found her
when I did.

Mrs. Carrington was
actually quite lucky.

She does have some minor
throat and lung tissue damage

from the heat
and smoke inhalation,

but I'm confident we can
fix the facial trauma

with skin grafts,
thanks to Adam's

expert first aid response.

Well, we are so lucky
we have a doctor in the family.

Uh, I think the word you're
looking for is "veterinarian,"

but yeah, sure, good job.

You know, I can't help
but feel responsible.

I-I know my arrival here
hasn't been easy on anyone,

and if that was the reason
she was drinking...

Oh, no, you can't
blame yourself.

No. If anyone, we should
blame the person

who rebuilt the loft
with a fireplace.

I mean, have you
learned nothing?

Hi, Mommy.

(groaning)

Yeah, we should let her
get some rest.

It'll be her instinct
to talk, but to heal,

it's important that Mom remain
as silent as possible.

Well, I guess every fire
has a silver lining.

(laughs)

Oh, come on, lighten up.

She's laughing with me.
You're laughing.

Hey, I thought maybe we could
stick around today,

you know, take shifts
looking after her.

I'm sure she'll be thrilled
to have you on call

to massage her feet,
or whatever,

but Daddy and I have the
Georgia Founders Luncheon.

I'm giving a speech.

I would invite you to come,
but our table is full.

I'm sorry, Adam,

it's just business.

Len Miller...

He's at our table,
and I am

this close to signing
a very lucrative

naming rights deal
for the new Atlantix stadium.

Maybe after your conference we
could spend some time together.

You know, I'll tell you what.

Tomorrow, let's have
a welcome-home party for you.

We're gonna make up for our
lost time, son. Count on it.

Hmm. Well, that was cute.

Maybe Daddy will teach you how
to shave before the big party.

I'm out of here.
Are you?

(takes a deep breath)

That smarmy little...

Blake, good to see you.

Hello, Fallon and
Blake Carrington.

You will be at table 51.

Yeah, no, I think there's
been some kind of mistake.

I'm pretty sure table 51
is in the bathroom.

We should be at table one,
like we always are.

Oh, well, it's probably
just a typo.

I'm sorry, this is awkward.

Someone should have e-mailed.

But, unfortunately,
we no longer have time

for Ms. Carrington's
speech today.

What, is it a joke?

She's delivering
the opening statement.

No, you know our names,

but obviously you are clueless
as to who we are.

Uh, Daddy, um...

...do you remember that
day-in-the-life story

I did for Contemporary Metro?

Well, the article
dropped today,

and it was not
exactly kind.

How "not kind" was it?

Um...
Len. Hi.

Uh, we'll meet you inside.

I'm just dealing with
a little seating mix-up here.

Seating should be the least
of your problems right now.

Excuse me?

You're asking Nectacom
to make an extremely expensive

20-year commitment.

But your daughter's
recent publicity

doesn't exactly
instill confidence.

I don't know if it's
in our best interest

to be associated
with the Carrington name.

Len, I can assure you our brand
has never been stronger.

This team is my top priority.

We'll clear this up
at Monday's meeting.

We'll see about that.

Daddy, I can explain, it...

It is one thing for you to
damage your own reputation,

but now you're bringing
everyone else down with you.

Make this right.

(phone chiming)

(knock at door)

Thank you for coming.
Now, I know

this is a little unorthodox
for a first-time author,

but you won't regret
the trek from downtown.

Now, you've seen the tabloids,
you've read the hit pieces.

You think you know
Fallon Carrington.

(chuckles)
But trust me, you don't.

I'd like to introduce you
to your new bestseller.

The story of my life.

It's part self-help,
part memoir.

A strategy bible
for young women to live by.

It's an erotic thriller.

I mean, empowerment
in the workplace is sexy.

I'd like to introduce you

to Fallon's three virtues
to victory.

Number one, confidence.
Number two...

We don't really need
another lean-in.

Sorry, but it's a pass.

Despite having a father
with borderline alcoholism,

and a mother with borderline
everything else,

I still think it's
quite impressive

that I was able
to rise above it and...

We've sort of met our quota for
women in the workplace books.

But good luck.

FALLON:
Okay...

that concludes my pitch.

Someone from the staff
will show you out.

And the goody bags are for
potential buyers only,

so don't even think about it.

I'm excited about this, Fallon.

About what?

Oh, I mean, yeah.
Yeah, of course you are.

This is exactly
the kind of book

that Elcott Publishing needs.

You're in the zeitgeist
right now,

and we would love
to capitalize on that.

Now, let's turn this book around
in a month or so,

like Stormy Daniels
or Omarosa did.

I don't love the comparisons,

but I like where
your head is at.

You know,
time is of the essence.

Precisely. Now, we would love
to pair you with a ghostwriter

that best realizes
your vision,

and I have the perfect guy
for the job.

He is a pro

at writing memoirs
in record speed.

Hmm.

Can he be here by 3:00?

Because I'd like to have this
on the bestseller list by 4:00.

♪ ♪

There you are. I'm off.
Been a busy day.

Oh, who's this?

Um, he's Sam's cousin.

Uh, he and I

were just getting acquainted.

He says he's gonna be
in town for a few days,

so I told him he's welcome
to stay in our guest bedroom.

Uh, Sam...

Blake, my love,
I'll meet you at the office.

I need to talk to Michael
about some player acquisitions.

It's wonderful that you're
taking an interest in our team.

Enjoy your stay.
Um, mucho gusto.

(sighs heavily)

GLENNON:
I've done baseline

neuro-cognitive risk assessments
on all the players.

SECRETARY:
The Martinez results.

It's a good thing, Blake.
Everybody's in playing shape.

Mr. Carrington, your son
is here to see you.

Hope I'm not interrupting.
I can come back later.

No, no. Adam, I'd like you
to meet Dr. Arthur Glennon.

He's the Atlantix team doctor

and a close friend
of the family.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
Dr. Glennon.

Join us.

Those the players?

Just their heads,
but yes.

Have you started
using VR to detect

previous head injuries
and trauma?

I-I took a seminar on how
the technology can be applied

to sports medicine.

You work in medicine?

Adam's a doctor.

I was a resident
in family medicine,

but being a team doctor,
that was my endgame.

I was just a few months away
from an orthopedics fellowship,

but...

Adam was dealt a-a bad hand.

God, I do miss all this.

DALE: So I've prepared
some questions.

Mm-hmm.

The shape's gonna start
to shake out organically,

and then I'm gonna
build on that.

Building a shape.
I love it. Hit me.

Okay.

How long does it take for you
to get ready in the morning?

Ew. No. Pass.

What is your ideal
leisure activity?

Reading quarterly
earnings reports?

As a prominent business heiress,

can you talk a little bit
about the dating pool?

I can, but I won't.

Really, I mean, are all
your questions this vapid?

I mean, you do realize
that I was the CEO

of a Fortune 500 company.

Ah.

For two months, right?

Yes, for two months,
but two months as a CEO

is, like, ten years

in normal job time.

Okay, look,

I am a professional,
and I have worked very,

very hard to earn a name

for myself.

So Ibiza or the Hamptons?

(groans softly)

The Hamptons in spring,
Ibiza in summer.

(knocking at door)

Do you have a moment?

Of course.

Congratulations are in order.

We're just a few days away
from breaking ground

on the new stadium.

Well, we both did our part.

What's this?

He's a legend in Mexico.
He is looking

to make the transition
to an American league.

We're locked tight on
midfielders and to be honest,

he is a little old.

We don't need to use him,
we just need to hire him.

Eh, seems like
an expensive paperweight.

You care to tell me
what's really going on?

Carlos is a family friend.

He used to play for
my parents' team.

I know we don't
need him,

but my family did us
a huge favor

by helping us secure
the stadium land.

In return, they just
want to make sure

he finds a good team to call
home at the end of his career.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Alexis,
I am so sorry.

I came as soon as I heard.

Is the pain just awful?

Hey.

I'm here for you, okay?
Anything you need.

Moni and I owe you.
You looked out for us

when no one else would.

You should come stay with me.

I'll make sure my house
is fully equipped

with everything you need,
all the best care.

Can I help you?

I doubt it.

I'm Adam.

Blake
and Alexis's son.

The Adam?

Wow, uh, Jeff Colby.

I guess we're cousins.

Pleasure to meet you, Jeff.

Hey, I'm gonna have
Alexis moved out of here.

Of course, you're more
than welcome to visit

while she recovers
at my estate.

(quietly):
Right.

Is your estate
a verified burn center?

I mean, no offense,
I just think she'll receive

the best care here,
under the Carrington watch.

Look, it's her decision to make
and she already said yes.

Oh. I see.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, Adam.

I will be back

to help you move soon.

Okay.

I look forward to getting
to know you, Jeff.

(quietly):
All right.

DALE:
Um,

I want to circle back

to the fight in the pool
with your mother.

I won. The end.

(sighs)

I don't think
we're seeing eye to eye.

Why don't I give Stuart a call?

but this is what Stuart asked
for: the fights, the scandals.

All of it.

No way. That's not
what I sold him on.

Well, I'm sorry.

I'm sure it's all just
a big miscommunication.

You want to talk business?
Sure, let's talk business.

Thank you.

of Morell Green Energy
Corp and Jeff Colby,

what was it like to find out you
were sleeping with your cousin?

Interesting question.

What was it like for you to find
out that you'd just been fired?

Wow, really?
I'm not good enough

to work for you?
That's rich.

Excuse me?

for the absurd paycheck
that came with it.

But only on the condition that
my real name wouldn't appear

anywhere near
this ridiculous book.

Well, good thing
you're just a hack.

Now, get your sorry ass
out of my house, now.

You have nothing to
show for yourself

but a string of failures

and scandals.

Now you want a memoir
celebrating your success.

Sure,

I'm the hack, you're an entitled
little rich bitch.

Get out!

Good luck finding anybody to
read your little vanity piece.

Or write it.

I'll send you the bill for this.

BLAKE:
Adam.

Hold on a sec.
Where you off to

in such a hurry?

Well, you tell me.

I was just on the phone with
the Georgia Medical Association.

And they have approved
your application

for a medical license

effective immediately.

Congratulations,
you are now Dr. Carrington.

This is incredible. I thought
I was gonna have to wait years

and go through miles of red tape
before I could practice again.

You're a Carrington now.

We don't do red tape.

Congratulations.

You deserve it.

Uh, well, I-I, I don't know
how to thank you for this.

You can thank me
by coming to work

for the family business
at the Atlantix

alongside Dr. Glennon.

Starting today.
If you're still interested

in sports medicine, that is.

That would be incredible.

You're gonna love working
for Dr. Glennon.

Uh, he and his wife seem to work
very well together.

Uh, Susan.

From the office,
that's his wife, right?

(chuckles):
Uh, no, no. Um, he's married,

and happily,

I might add, but no, Susan--

Susan's his assistant.

Forget I said anything.
Must have misread something.

Yeah, you must have.

Can't wait to get started.

Has anyone seen Blake?

ANDERS:
The last time
I checked,

Mr. Carrington was with Adam.

Ugh, great. Dad is playing catch
with his adult son,

Sam is off doing God knows what

and I am left here, seeking
counsel from the majordomo.

No offense, Anders.

None taken, 'cause I have
neither the time

nor the desire to assist.
As you can see,

we are preparing for
Adam's party this evening.

I mean, what is there to do?
The guy is from Montana.

Can't you just toss up
some streamers

and a tray of Vienna sausages

and call it a day?

I have real problems to address,

and I am all out of people
to complain to.

Well, there is one person
with room in her schedule.

FALLON:
Naturally,

I came to you first,
because if anyone knows

how to weasel their way out of
a tricky situation, it's you.

Oh, and I came to, you know,
check on you, obviously.

So, I get

why Stuart wants
to cancel my book deal,

but I mean, that idiot Dale left
me no choice but to fire him.

(gasps)
Oh. "Fire."

I'm sorry. Poor choice of words.

Anyway, people are
expecting a book from me,

and I can't self-publish.

I mean, everybody knows
that self-publishing

is for weirdos whose fan fiction

isn't good enough
to leave the Internet.

Oh, did I tell you
that I also screwed up

Daddy's new stadium deal?

Oh, yeah. Still working
on a solve for that one.

Oh-- try to keep up, Mom.

Please.

I admit, I would normally go to
Daddy for professional advice,

but he's too busy
planning parties

for his long-lost loser son.

(sighs)

Which I could use
to my advantage.

I will invite both Stuart
and Len to this dumb party

and after I force the publishers
to get on board with my book,

I can convince Len that the
Carrington bubble hasn't burst.

Yes. I just have to
do one thing first.

Oh, thank you, Mummy.

You have never
been more helpful.

♪ Money's start trickling,
trickling ♪

♪ Fill up my cup,
pour some liquor in... ♪

SAM:
Nothing like a strip club
in the middle of the day.

You, uh, know I'm gay, right?

Hey, can you still
enjoy the view, though.

Uh, bring me your finest bottle
of mezcal.

You got it, honey. Ooh!

Hey.

I'm... I'm sorry.

What the hell?

Oh, relax.

(kissing sounds)

Hey, baby.
You want a dance?

Hey, Mami. Listen, um,
my friend here wants a dance

but he's a little... shy.

MAN:
You go, baby!

Oh. Hey...

(chuckles):
Whoa. Hey.
Uh-huh.

Um, I'm actually good.

B-But thank you.

You look really hot. Beautiful.

I mean, look at that booty.

I can't tell
who's more spoiled

and ungrateful,
you or my sister.

It's like you ladies
deserve each other.

♪ Fill up my cup,
pour some liquor in... ♪

Okay.

All right. Listen.

Maybe it's cool

to be a homophobic sexist
in your family, okay?

But I'm not gonna sit here
and let you bash me

and trash-talk
your sister, all right?

Hey!

Cristal has been through
a lot lately.

And it's not like you or your
family have been there for her.

Don't talk about things
you don't understand, Sam.

Cristal's lucky she's blood.

Because in my family,
traitors disappear

for much less
that what she's done.

What's she done?

why I'm really here.

Now, who do I have bang to get
a drink around this place, huh?

Huh?

(singer vocalizing)

(camera shutter clicks)

Can we get a landline?
I don't know, somehow it feels

less dramatic with a cell.

Can you make that
happen, please?

(camera shutter clicking)

Um...

Okay. I thought you
were writing a memoir,

not modeling pantsuits.

Well, I need a photo for
the cover. What do you think?

I think you may have
forgotten the part

where you actually
write the book first?

Have I?

Philip is nearly through
with chapter six,

my college years.

He's a New York Times
best-selling memoirist.

And Audrey over,
one of Oprah's top picks,

is outlining my takeover of C.A.

You see, we're multitasking,
which is covered in detail

in chapter four.

Fallon, I know
you like a challenge,

but this is insane.

I realized the only way
to make Stuart see my vision

for this book is to let him
see my book,

physically, in his hands,
and Len has to see

that the Carringtons
are just a few weeks away

from being
back on top.

Well, this is exciting.

What do you want?

Sorry. I'm just proud of you,

proud of your book.

I just wanted to
congratulate you

before I headed off to my
first day at the office.

Off to give a Pomeranian
a prostate exam?

No. Actually,
I'm gonna be working

with the team doctor
at the Atlantix.

Dad got my license
reinstated.

I'm a doctor again.

He did that
in one day?

Mm-hmm.

"Carringtons
don't do red tape."

I'm looking forward
to working with you, obviously,

but the chance to work
alongside my father

and make decisions for the team,

that's-that's like
a dream come true.

Well, uh, just to be clear,

coordinating with Blake
on the health of the team

and dealing
with injuries

to star players, that's, uh,
that's mostly my job.

Okay.

of important work for you to do.

I hope you're not disappointed.

Course not.

I'm-I'm just happy to be here.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

got to meet Blake at
the training facility, but

Susan will set you up
with everything you need.

Thank you so much, Dr. Glennon.
Uh, I'll walk out with you.

Oh, forgot my bag. I got it.
I'll catch you later.

♪ ♪

How do I look?

Upgrade.

For you.

Uh, excuse me, could you
give us a minute, please?

Of course, sir. Yes.

Thank you very much.

It looks great. It's really,
really incredible. Thank you.

You know, there is one thing
I wanted to talk to you about:

Jeff Colby.

Something about him
rubs me wrong.

I'm not sure he's got
your best interests at heart.

I think it's best if you
stay here, under my care,

as you heal. Mm?

I mean, we are a team now,
aren't we?

Wow.

You looked a lot like Fallon

when you were younger.

Well, I should
get going.

I'm sorry you can't join,
but I have a party to attend.

(light jazz music plays)

Oh! Stuart.

So glad you could make it.
Thank you for coming.

Of course. It's a
nice party, Fallon,

but the setting doesn't change
the fact you fired our writer.

You should have talked
to us first.

I know, but I've
always been one

for doing rather
than talking.

Thank you.

What's this?
This is
my memoir.

Hot off the presses.

You've written an entire book
in less than 24 hours?

Well, admittedly, it's only
the first eight chapters,

but, you know, uh...

consider it exhibit "A"
of my commitment

to making this book a success,

because when
Fallon Carrington

sets her mind to something,

there is no stopping her,
which you can read all about

in chapter seven,
"Perseverance."

(chuckles) What can I say?
I'm blown away.

I'm not quite sure
how you pulled this off,

but you're obviously
onto something

with this whole
"lady boss" angle.

Okay,

you know what? I'm confident
we can find you

another ghostwriter
to fulfill your vision.

Let's fulfill
the hell out of it.

(chuckles) Cheers.

Can't believe Dad would
do all this just for me.

Oh, calm down. Last year,

we threw a party for the dog,
and it was better.

Look, I know you don't like
sharing the spotlight,

but Dad's just... he's going
a little bit overboard right now

trying to make up for lost time.

I don't care. And you do know

you can just
call him Blake, right?

Oh, but you should definitely
kiss him on the mouth.

He'd love that.

Hey, Susan.
Dr. Glennon was looking for you.

He said something
about next week's schedule?

I think he's over by
the piano.
Oh, sure, thanks.

(cell phone buzzes)

(cell phones chiming, buzzing)

Oh, my goodness.

Blake, there's something
you need to see.

Oh, what am I looking at?

JENNINGS: These files
were just uploaded

to the Atlantix shared folder
by Arthur Glennon.

These are mostly women
from the office.

I think it was a mistake,
but it gets worse.

Oh, my God.

Adam was right
about him.

(cell phone chiming, buzzing)

Yeah, it's Blake.

Yeah. I just saw it.

(sighs)

There you are.

Please tell me there weren't any
problems signing Carlos Aguirre.

About that...
I can't do it.

I don't understand.

See, I know what's
going on here, Cristal.

Your story didn't quite
sit right with me.

Turns out the
Flores family

has hired a couple of players
nearing retirement in the past

and those players were prone
to "errors" during games

where there were an
unusual amount of bets.

Okay, fine.

My father is trying
to use Carlos

to throw games
and turn a profit,

but he won't get
that far, I promise.

Michael, please.
No.

I went down that
road with Ada

and nearly lost everything.
I won't do it again.

I'll see you inside.

You seriously
need to spill.

Look, I don't know
what your

hot, evil brother's
holding over you,

but if I'm gonna
babysit any longer,

we need to discuss
my fee.

It doesn't
matter now.

I owe him and I failed.

And now I don't know what to do.

You guys are family. I'm sure
you'll figure something out.

No, we won't, Sam.

My family is not gonna
just let this go.

They tried to destroy my life
once, and they will do it again.

Oh, wow. You know how
to wear a suit,

don't you?

last I checked.
Not so bad yourself.

Oh, hey, it's not
my first party.

Mm, hey, so,
um, how's that

Kick the Habit thing going?
Still good?

(chuckles) It's great. Actually,
I could use a little help,

if you're up for it.

Well, I'm up for anything.

So, if you need me,
you know where to find me, boss.

Beto, it's time for us
to have a talk.

No. (clears throat)

Beto, enough of this nonsense.

No.

Why wasn't I made meaner?

(breathes deeply) Okay.

Beto...
(kissing)

ROBERTO: I told you
to lock the damn door!

Get the hell out!
Now! Both of you!

I'm sorry.
Get out.

(sighs)

FALLON:
The Carrington name

is only going
up in value

and slapping Nectacom
on our stadium

would increase your
brand awareness by 30%,

so trust me,

once the stadium is built,

nobody will care
about that dumb article.

Tell your father
we'll see him on Monday

to continue negotiations.

You enjoy the party.
Thanks.

MAN: You think her dad's
gonna make another toast?

Oh, yeah, I'm sure he will.
From what I hear,

Blake always makes
some kind of speech

at these parties.
(chuckles) Hey,

I gave him my card.
He seemed very interested.

I mean, can you
imagine the presales?

It's just a shame
we had to spend

so much time
humoring the daughter.

Please, just
do me a favor,

find me a ghostwriter
who knows how to nod

and smile, okay?

I want to get this over with so
we can move on to signing Blake.

They pulled him over
in-in Africa for speeding.

Really, Arthur, huh?

My own daughter?
You're disgusting.

What are you talking about?
I think there's been a mistake.

I'm sure there was, huh?
I'm sure you didn't mean

to send this out far and wide
to the entire Atlantix company.

But then again, it's probably
hard to type with one hand.

You can cheat on your
wife all you want,

but you stay the hell away
from my daughter.

Look, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I would never cheat on my wife.

Oh, I've noticed
that she's not here.

Because she's at home, sick.

Huh. Does she know
about your spank bank?

(crowd murmuring)

Blake, those are not
my pictures.

Save it for court.

I've talked to the board
already, you're fired.

Just throwing out trash.

Play.

(light jazz music resumes)

(knocking on door)

I brought a
peace offering.

(sighs)

You can have both of them
if you want.

Look, you don't have to talk
to me if you don't want to,

but I remember how lonely it was
before I came out, so...

Okay.

I'm not gay, you know.

Hey, who said anything
about labels?

It's 2019 and sexuality
is a social construct.

I was talking about me.

You know, I never came out
to my father.

I always felt
this pressure to put on

an overly manly charade
at family gatherings.

It wasn't me.

Just like that act
at the strip club isn't you.

Y-You have no idea who I am.

Mm, but I think I do.

(sighs)

Because I was you.

And I know
you need an ally.

For me, it was my Aunt Celia.

And when she fled
Venezuela,

I resented her so much
for so long.

Look--

I understand why
it's so easy for you

to pin all of your anger
on Cristal.

(exhales)

If you can't learn
to forgive your sister,

you might lose her
when you need her most.

(guests chatting, laughing)

So did your 24-hour
memoir do the trick?

Not exactly.
Turns out,

the boys' club publishers

were only interested
in using me

to get to my father,
whose naming rights deal

I've been trying
to save all night.

But does Blake notice? No.

Because he's all
Adam all the time.

I'm sorry, Fallon.
That's really unfair.

Do you know what
the real tragedy is?

This stupid cake is delicious.

(tapping on microphone,
feedback squeals lightly)

Thank you.

Thank you.
Look, I know

that I have been known to give
a long-winded toast or two...

(guests chuckling)

I am, well,
I'm speechless.

What do you say...

to the son you've
been waiting

30 years to see again?

And I knew right
away it was you.

I knew because you have
your mother's eyes.

And my passion for work.

My determination,
my unending

desire for the truth.

So, I want to
thank you, son,

for giving me
back the hope

that I lost all
those years ago.

(inhales)

Ladies and gentlemen,

Adam Carrington.

(applause, chatter)

I have, uh, one final
announcement.

As you know, I have always
wanted to work

side-by-side
with one of my children.

(takes a deep breath)

Well, Adam just
started working

at the Atlantix today.

And in true
Carrington fashion,

he has already knocked
it out of the park.

And because of that,

tomorrow...

my son will be returning
with a promotion.

You are our team's
new head doctor.

(applause)

(crowd gasps,
applause continues)

(phone buzzing)

Excuse me. Oh.

(door slams)

Let me call you back.

(exhales)

Wow, great speech.

So, let me get this straight:
you're writing a book?

You can relax.
I took a man's business card,

if that's what you mean.

That book was my opportunity
to tell my story.

The story about a young girl
who always dreamed

of growing up to be powerful

and respected,
just like her father.

But as it turns out,
I have always lacked

the requisite hardware,
because nobody cares

what a woman has to say

as long as there's a man
willing to give his two cents.

I can see
that you are emotional.

(scoffs)

Wow.

Really?

Every day I spent
with you at C.A.

helping you build that company,

and all of a sudden,
Adam shows up.

And the prodigal son
returns.

And what does Adam
have to do with this?

I have fought my entire life

for the respect
and the privilege

that you have given him
in just 48 hours.

Maybe because
he wasn't given everything

you've been given
your whole life.

I have handed you
every opportunity.

Uh-uh, wrong.
I had to take it.

And the only way
I got to run C.A.

was because I stole it
out from under you.

Because you didn't deserve it.

You were never qualified
to run C.A.

"Never qualified." And yet,
when the Carrington name

is dragged through the mud,
or there's a scandal,

all of a sudden,
I am qualified.

And you know what?
I am done.

The guys from the Atlantix
wanted to get a picture.

He's all yours.

Enjoy being the Carrington
flavor of the month, bro.

(footsteps approaching)

ROBERTO:
Thank you.

(sighs)

Cristi...

♪ ♪

(exhales)

Okay, so that should bring us
up to speed on projects

in development.
Now I'd like to focus on...

Sorry I'm late.

So unlike me to miss
a company meeting.

Oh, Fallon.

To what do we
owe the pleasure?

No need to be so formal.
We don't work together anymore.

Which means you don't need
to go out of your way

just to humor the daughter.

You know, I learned
a few things

in the last couple of days.
I would, uh,

give you credit
for that, but I don't know.

Attributing a woman's
enlightenment

to a man's treachery
is so 1700s.

Right, Kirby?

Fallon. What's
going on?

Well, first, you tried to ignore
my vision for this book

and then, you just
flat-out lied to me

to preserve a potential
relationship with my father.

The great irony being...

...I was doing this book
mostly to help him out.

Well, guess what?

I am sick and tired
of being used

by miserably ungrateful men.

Okay, you know what?
I've had enough of your

little girly games here.
I'm gonna call security.

Mm.
(sighs)

I had a feeling that
you weren't gonna leave

without kicking
and screaming.

You see, I got tired of playing
ball in a man's world.

So, I went ahead
and bought NTNR Enterprises.

(exhales)

The company that owns your--
Oh, well, no,

my publishing house.

Femperial Publishing,
as it will now be known,

will focus on books for,
by and about women.

Women like Kirby,

who are smart, independent
and who have been

mostly ignored until now.

And I'll admit, I've been
guilty of that, as well.

But not anymore, because Kirby,

you are now my
Millennial Content Consultant.

I am?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I am.

Pack your bags, boys.

Your reign has ended.

SECURITY OFFICER:
Come with me, gentlemen.

This is a joke, right?

Mike, Terry,
don't listen to her.

SECURITY OFFICER:
Time to go, sir.

(Fallon sighs)

What is all this?

Well, you got me
thinking, Jeff.

And you were right.

This really wasn't a
comfortable environment,

so I changed it.

And now Alexis
has everything she loves...

right here.

Caviar? We have extra.
Her appetite ebbs and flows.

My nurses are waiting
in the hall to help take her

to my place.

but Alexis is
gonna recover here

in the Carrington Wing.

Well, last I checked,
it's her signature

the hospital needs
on the discharge papers,

not yours.

I'm misreading the situation,
but I think it's you

making decisions
on her behalf, not me.

What's he talking about?

Well, I'll be back
to check on you tomorrow.

And every day after that.

Be seeing you
real soon, cousin.

Hey, cousin?

Could you bring
us a crossword

when you visit
tomorrow?

We love them.

(scoffs)

What's this?

already in development.

You get to decide
what stays and what goes.

Well, I guess I can find
the compassion

to give them a fair trial
before sentencing them

to eternal damnation.

(laughs)
(knocking at door)

Hi, Miss Carrington,
there's an author

here to see you;
he got wind

of the change in ownership
and would like to meet.

Aw. He must want
to plead his case.

I have never felt more like
Khaleesi than right now.

What's his name?

Uh, John Southside?

Ooh, terrible pseudonym.
Okay, I have five minutes.

Send him in.

(footsteps approaching)

LIAM:
Fallon?

What the hell
is going on?

Wow.

We have the very best
surgeons on her team,

but as you're aware, her
injuries were quite extreme.

Hmm.
In these cases

of such extensive
tissue reconstruction

and repair, we like to
make sure the patient

has the opportunity to
make any cosmetic requests.

Well, Mother and I
were talking

and if it's possible,

(whispering): she'd love
to shave off a few years.

Okay, well, we can
go over the options.

Well, actually,
if we could use this

as a point
of reference,

that would be wonderful.

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