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About time.

I'm a night person. I wouldn't be here if your message hadn't said "urgent."

Well, I have a job for you.

And I'm sure that the fee will more than make up

for your losing your beauty sleep.

- What do you need? - Information about my husband.

Ha, ha. Which one?

Like your wardrobe, Mr. Hess,

your sense of humour is not your strong suit.

All right, so we're talking about Sean Rowan.

Except that's not his name.

I want you to go back to your sources, find out everything you can about him.

Well, what is his name?

Sean Anders.

Joseph's son?

Yes. I'm as stunned as you are, Blake.

Well, how did you know about this?

- Leslie told Dex. - What's Leslie got to do with it?

Leslie just happens to be having an affair with Sean, my husband.

But I don't wanna talk about that now.

The important thing is that Sean has changed his identity,

possibly to bilk us out of the Vitron oil deal.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

Joseph Anders' son or not, what motive could he have?

Revenge. Joseph hated me,

and whether he showed you or not, he was always very jealous of you.

Well, that's impossible. Joseph was more than a butler.

He was my friend.

- How would you know about that? - Instincts told me.

I think that Sean is out to destroy both of us.

By cheating us on an oil deal? I think you're overreacting.

Unless, there's something more that you're not telling me.

Alexis, if this man does represent a threat to my family,

you've got to tell me what it is.

All right.

I don't need to remind you about Adam's indiscretion with Kirby.

In her rage over her pregnancy

and believing that I was responsible for her father's death,

she came to me at my apartment one night

and threatened me with a gun.

Yes. I know about that.

She told me about it before you shipped her off to Paris.

Blake, I had no choice. She was just a gold digger.

She didn't love our son. She was using him.

Believe me, I had my reasons.

Obviously, Sean doesn't believe that.

And now because of what he thinks we did to his sister and his father,

it's come back to haunt all of us.

Dr. Gjllman, you're wanted at Paedjatrjcs.

Dr. Gjllman, you're wanted at Paedjatrjcs.

Visiting hours are almost over, Carrington.

It's you I came to see.

- I don't have anything to say to you. - I got something to say.

Okay, what?

Your intentions toward your wife are none of my business.

But Karen entered into a good-faith agreement with us

of her own free will.

- Now she's change her mind. - Only since you came back.

- Doesn't make any difference. - I think it does.

I don't care what you think.

You've got her so confused, she doesn't know her own mind.

You can talk until you're blue in the face.

That doesn't change the fact. The fact is that my wife gave birth to that baby.

It came out of her body.

That child is a Carrington.

Oh, you love to throw that name around, don't you?

It's a funny thing, too, because you're not a Carrington.

Not by blood. See, I read the papers. I know that you're adopted.

So why don't you get off of your high horse?

Oh, Uncle Blake.

- I can explain about this. This is... - You don't have to explain anything.

Is Dex here?

He's at the pipeline. He left early this morning.

Leslie, I'm worried. I'm very worried about my family.

They could be in serious danger.

Now, what do you know about Sean Rowan?

Well, I know he's Joseph Anders' son.

Alexis has already told me about that.

She also told me that you were involved with Sean.

- Well, yes. I was, but... - No, no, no. No apologies.

All I want are some answers.

Now tell me, is he planning to harm my family?

I think that he's skimming profits off the oil deal in Natumbe.

- Is that all? - I don't know.

I know he's dangerous and violent when he's cornered.

How do you know that?

When he realised I was on to him, he threatened to kill me.

I'm afraid, Uncle Blake. That's why I'm hiding here.

Well...

Look, you stay here and don't talk to anyone.

And when you hear from Dex, tell him I wanna see him as quickly as possible.

Uncle Blake.

I'm so sorry for everything.

- What do you think he's up to, Dad? - I wish I knew.

He's seen fit to hide his real identity, so whatever he's up to it can't be good.

Were you able to track down Adam?

He and Dana were going to the hospital

- to see the baby. - Oh.

Daddy, if Sean is out to ruin Denver-Carrington,

then this is all my fault.

I was the one who pushed for the Vitron deal.

Wait a minute, Fallon, we all share responsibility for this.

I should have investigated more. I was in Natumbe.

Look, Fallon, I didn't want that deal.

It wasn't because I had a crystal ball.

I didn't see anything like this happening.

It's nobody's fault. No one could have anticipated this.

Joseph's son?

It's still hard for me to believe.

The crazy thing is, he really seemed to know the business.

Whoever he is, Sean Rowan or Anders, he's nobody's fool.

Look, in the meantime, I'd better stop payments to Vitron.

That's a good idea. But make sure that you have a logical excuse

- for any kind of a move that you make. - I will.

Now, where did you say those tankers were?

Um, we have one in port in Natumbe.

- You really think Sean is dangerous? I certainly do.

- Morning. - Morning.

- What time is it? - Almost 11.

You're kidding.

Come here.

I'd like to give you a kiss good morning.

Jeff...

Hey, last night was wonderful,

and I don't feel I have to apologise for anything.

I don't want you to.

Jeff, can't you see?

Neither one of us is good at one-night stands.

Is that what you thought last night was?

Well, what else can I think?

I mean, we're going home today, to our family.

Our very close family.

You're worried about Fallon?

Look, I don't wanna hurt anyone and I don't wanna be hurt.

And I still think of Fallon as my sister-in-law.

Wait a minute.

My love life with Fallon has been dormant for so long

that I forgot what those feelings were.

Until last night.

But the family...

Look, I don't wanna hurt anyone, either.

But I don't want to lose what we found last night.

Do you?

No. No, no. There's no concern.

No, jt's just that I ljke to touch base every now and then.

Now, that Vitron shipment, is that ready to go?

Pretty much, except for two cargo holds.

Tests show we have a few leaks, but nothing major, Mr. Carrington.

Well, those leaks can be sealed off before you sail, can't they?

- Should be no problem. - Good.

Well, thank you for your time, Captain Nordstrom.

Uh, I'll get back to you.

Yeah. Thank you.

- Sabotage? - I don't know.

He said all the right things, but there was something in his voice...

Well, Leslie says Sean is, uh, working a profit-skimming deal.

Oh, I think there must be more to it than that.

If I were Sean Anders and I was out for revenge,

I don't think that skimming some profits would satisfy me.

What are you thinking?

I don't know what he's up to.

But everything points to Natumbe, it seems to me.

That's where I'm going.

I agree with you.

But, Blake, you've got a campaign to run. Let me go.

No, no, no. It's my family he's after. It's my fight.

At least let me come along.

I know the region and I'd love another crack at Thresher.

All right. Meet me at my plane at 10:00 tonight.

You got it.

- Oh, did I startle you? - Heh. No.

Damn. I left some papers at the office. I have to...

Mm. You smell so good. So good.

What a pity it won't save you.

Save me? From what?

From explaining why I awoke to an empty bed this morning.

Where did you go so early?

I had a breakfast meeting with a campaign contributor.

I hope you got a big cheque. Campaign office said

you missed all your appointments this morning.

Did they?

Well, actually, it would have been a much bigger contribution

if I could've persuaded Blake to have dropped out of the race.

But I met with him and, as usual, he wouldn't listen to reason.

Oh, so that's why you're tense.

You're not keeping anything from me, are you?

And you weren't quite yourself last night, either.

Sean, I am running for governor and I have got to go to the office.

That's out of the question.

See, if I lure you back to bed and I'm nice to you,

well, you may break down. Really tell me what's bothering you.

Nothing is bothering me. And I'm going to the office.

You're not going anywhere.

I mean that.

Blake, are you sure this is the only way?

Well, right now, I'm not sure about anything.

But my gut feeling tells me that what I want is in Natumbe.

- What about the campaign? - I know.

I'm sure that the press is gonna have a field day

with this thing once they get wind of it.

Is there anything I can do?

Yes. You could keep the wolves off my back for a while.

Do you know what I have on schedule for the next couple of days?

Well, you're set to tape some radio spots.

But I can easily reschedule that.

Uh, I'll check your book. I'm sure I can cover everything.

That'd be great.

Darling, I'm sorry to put you through all of this,

but I've got to know more about Sean and what I'm dealing with.

Blake, what does he really want?

Revenge. For his father and his sister.

Evidently he feels that we're all responsible.

Please, be careful.

Please, don't worry.

Thank you.

- I'll get it. - Well, why are you so tense?

I told you, I've got this terrible headache.

- It's probably my campaign headquar... - No, I'll answer it.

All right.

Hello?

Sean? - Yes.

This is Blake Carrington. Is Alexis there?

Let me see.

It's Blake. Well, do you wanna talk to him?

What does he want?

Maybe he's decided to drop out of the race.

Oh, all right. I'll talk to him.

Thanks.

Yes, Blake. What can I do for you?

I know you can't talk. Just listen.

All right. I'm listening to whatever you have to say.

Dex and I are leaving for Natumbe tonight.

I'm convinced that the answer to Sean Anders is there.

Yes, I'm, uh, in total agreement.

Now, I don't want Sean to become suspicious

before I find out what he's trying to do.

So jf he leaves Denver...

Don't worry. I assure you, that's not going to happen.

Be careful, Alexis. The man could be dangerous.

Yes, I'm aware of that, Blake.

But I'm telling you again, I'm not going to drop out of the race.

I'm gonna stay in and I am going to win.

I'll be back in touch with you just as soon as I find out anything.

Well, that didn't sound too good.

Heh, the man is a nightmare.

He intends to stay in until the bitter end.

Maybe I should pay him a visit, confront him personally.

- Find out what he's really up to. - No, no, no. Don't waste your time.

Let me find out for myself.

No, no, Sean.

Why don't we stay here tonight?

Have champagne by the fire.

I don't want to be alone.

Alaina, call the commissioner.

Ask him how he'd feel if I were his lunch partner,

instead of Blake at the library dedication.

Oh, and phone the radio station for me.

But I'll talk to them myself.

Mrs. Carrington, there's a man waiting to see you.

- Who? - Well, he wouldn't give me his name.

But I think it's that former congressman.

The one who went to prison a couple of years ago.

- Neal McVane? - How nice, you remembered.

I hope I haven't caught you at an inopportune time.

Well, we're always busy around here.

Uh, what can I do for you, Mr. McVane?

Oh, Neal, please.

I think your husband stands an excellent chance

against Rayford and Alexis.

But take it from an old war horse, there are no guarantees in politics.

What is your point?

Lately I've kept a low profile.

But I still have influence with some of the most important people in this state.

And you'd be willing to use that influence on Blake's behalf?

Yes, and it could make the difference.

Please, tell Blake that I'm staying at the Alden Hotel.

Tell me, Mr. McVane,

just, uh, what would you expect in return for this influence?

I heard that you were a smart woman.

Well, thank you for recognising that.

But you are the last person my husband would do business with.

Are you speaking for your husband?

Only in politer terms than he would use, I assure you.

Then I was wrong, Mrs. Carrington. You're not smart. You're arrogant.

Mm.

- What a beautiful day. Hmm?

Oh, yes. Yes, it is.

Well, why don't we do something special toady?

Like, uh, go for a drive in the country.

Darling, I have work to do at the office.

Forget work. All I have to do is one interview.

Then I think that you and I should just take the day off. Just the two of us.

The bellboy delivered this package, madame,

and a reporter is waiting for you in the lobby.

Thank you. Just call the desk and tell them I'll be right down.

Yes, madame.

A little present. From me, to you.

- A surprise? Hmm. - Mm-hm.

What for?

Oh, let's just say, uh,

to make up for all those headaches I've had recently.

Ah.

Ooh.

"To Sean:

Undying love. Alexis."

- Undying love. - Mm.

What a perfect thought.

Isn't it? I thought you'd like it.

Well, I'll go up and do my interview and you go to the office,

and I'll see you at lunch time.

- I'd like that. Uh, Alexis. - Yes?

I didn't say thank you.

Heh. Watch my lipstick.

Hello, Mr. Rowan. I'm Tom Brighton from the Mjrror. Is your wife here?

She's tied up at the hotel. Can I help you?

Well, I'd just like to pass along some information.

It might have a bearing on her campaign.

I'll be happy to pass it along.

Well, for what it's worth,

I just got a call from one of our stringers in Miami.

He swears he saw Blake Carrington in the VIP lounge,

waiting for his plane to be refuelled.

I know it sounds off the wall,

what with him knee-deep in the campaign here.

Did he say where the plane was headed?

That's the weird part.

According to him, the flight plan was for Africa.

It doesn't make any sense,

but I'll follow up on it, if she wants me to.

No. It doesn't make any sense. But I'll check it out. Thank you.

Right.

So that's it.

You bitch.

Heh. Mm.

Remember, I get him back at 2.

Oh, I know.

The baby looks very healthy.

The doctor says he's perfect.

Dana...

Each time you come in, you avoid saying a word about our problem.

If only there were some other way, some way I could make it up to you.

There is.

Let us have our baby.

I can't.

Adam says you're only doing this because Jesse is urging you to.

Now, that's not true, that...

Yes, Jesse is being very supportive in this, but even if he weren't...

I couldn't give up my child.

You know, I ask God's forgiveness for what it's doing to you and Adam.

I just can't give up my baby.

They told me downstairs my husband was here.

He left just a few minutes ago.

Left. For where?

I don't know, Mrs. Rowan, but he was in a hurry.

In a hurry?

Well, well. If it isn't the would-be Carrington.

I wanna talk to you.

Well, please, come in.

I'd offer you a drink, but I have a plane to catch.

Who sent you, anyway? The arrogant Mrs. Carrington?

No. She just told me where you were.

I can't believe you'd show your face in this city.

Yeah? Well, forgive and forget. That's my acquired philosophy.

Well, what do you want? Like I said, I'm in a hurry.

I suggest you take time to answer a question.

- Or what? - Maybe you didn't hear me.

I said, take time.

- Get your hand off me. - When you answer my question.

All right.

What the hell do you want?

Last year you tried to blackmail me,

and said your information on the Carrington kidnapping

came from someone in prison.

- Did I? - What's his name?

- What's in it for me? - You miserable creep.

If I killed you, no one would care.

- You wouldn't kill me. - Maybe not.

But when I'm finished with you, you'll wish I had. Now, what's his name?

Braddock. Charlie Braddock.

Who the hell are you? And what do you want?

I'm Adam Carrington.

I see that name means something to you, Mr. Braddock.

Look, whatever you're doing here, I got nothing to say to you.

I know you kidnapped the Carrington baby.

Heh. You know nothing.

You gave this to Neal McVane.

It belonged to that Carrington baby.

Look, Mr. Braddock.

Charlie.

I'm not here to make trouble.

Just tell me, did that baby die before you could collect the ransom?

You're spinning your wheels.

This is important to me, Charlie. To my family.

Do you have a family? Children?

I got me. That's what I got.

And you could sit there all day, pal.

That's the only answer you're gonna get.

How can I make you understand?

Charlie, my wife and I are starting a family.

And I'd like my son to know his true heritage.

So if my real name is Michael Torrance,

then I know I lost the last of my family when my grandmother died.

Kate Torrance is dead?

Did you know her?

I worked for her.

Oh, God, I loved that woman, she wouldn't give me a second look.

You know, when she lost everyone in that crash,

the auto accident,

her daughter, her son-in-law, and that grandson...

Yeah, she almost went over the edge.

I thought if I could ease her pain,

she might, you know, see me differently.

What happened?

Oh, all these years, thinking about her...

It was my idea to snatch the baby.

But to give her something to live for.

But I had it figured all wrong.

She gave all her love to that baby. To you.

Come on, Charlie. McVane told me the baby died.

- You told him that. - Yeah, I did.

I guess I still wanted to hurt Kate.

I knew you'd connected with the Carringtons again

and I knew she wanted that,

so...

I lied.

Yeah. I told McVane the baby had died.

Mm.

That's why we never sent a ransom note.

Charlie, what are you saying?

Come on.

What the hell difference does it make now?

You are Adam Carrington.

I would think you'd be a little bit more excited.

It's not every day you find out you're an honest-to-God blood Carrington.

Thank you.

Darling, we've known about this a whole day, ourselves, now.

We will. But I'm hoping we can resolve the situation

with Karen and the baby first.

Then we'd have some really wonderful news for them.

- What if Karen...? - Don't even think it, Dana.

He's our baby now more than ever. He has Carrington blood. My blood.

And somehow, finding out who I really am right now, of all times,

it's like an omen for good luck. I can feel it.

- Mr. Carrington? - Yes.

- Mr. Adam Carrington? - Yes. Mr. Adam Carrington.

This is for you, sir.

What is it?

A summons. Karen Atkinson v. Adam Carrington.

They're suing to nullify the surrogate contract.

They're suing for my child.

- Hello? - I've been trying to reach Blake.

- Have you talked to him? - No.

- Is something wrong? - I don't know.

Sean disappeared from my office this morning and I can't locate him.

My God, you know what that could mean?

I'm well-aware of what it could mean, Krystle, which is why I'm talking to you.

Are you sure you don't know where Blake is?

I know he'll be out of the hotel a lot. But I can try.

Oh, God. If Sean suspects anything...

Look, you keep trying to reach Blake and we'll keep in touch. Bye.

- Who is it? It's Hess.

Come in, Mr. Hess. What have you found?

Pay dirt.

But I don't think any of it is gonna make you feel very good.

Sean Anders, alias Sean Rowan, alias Patrick McShane.

Ex-Air Force pilot, turned mercenary.

He's wanted by the Irish police for killing a cop two years ago.

Car bombings in Paris, London.

Suspected of a terrorist kidnapping in Madrid...

There's more. You want me to go on?

No.

No, I've heard enough.

Look, uh...

I don't know what you wanna do with this,

but if I were you, I'd call the cops.

This is a dangerous guy, Mrs. Colby.

I'd hate to be the one to get in his way.

Forgive me, Mr. Carrington,

but to come all the way here just because of a small problem...

Captain, you mustn't doubt for a minute

that I am concerned about your abilities.

It's just that Mr. Dexter and I were in Natumbe on other business,

and I thought I'd stop by and get a progress report.

Were you able to seal those leaks, captain?

It was really a small problem.

These things come up all the time. Nothing out of the ordinary.

But you did seal it, didn't you? Yes, yes, and load it.

It's a small problem.

I think you're being modest.

I know how difficult it must have been for you to come aboard,

to replace the previous captain.

New ship, new problems.

Anything I can help you with, let me know.

No, nothing. Thank you. Just anxious to sail.

Oh, fine. Well...

I think we ought to leave the captain to his duties.

I think he's got everything well in hand.

- Have a good voyage. - Thank you.

- Thank you, captain. - Bye.

Get me Harry Thresher.

Tell him Captain Lars Nordstrom is calling.

Yes?

Just calm down. Take it easy.

Don't tell me to take it easy. I just talked to Blake Carrington.

- He called again? - He's here.

Wjth a man named Dexter.

Dexter? You sure?

I'm positive. Carrington is on to it. Why else would he come all the way here?

- He didn't see anything, did he? - what do you take me for?

Now, listen to me, Harry, I can't take another fall.

Now, nobody is taking a fall. Nobody.

Just don't panic. I'll get back to you.

You listen, Harry, you pull a disappearing act on me...

Nobody's going anyplace.

I'll handle this. You just stay put.

Really? I wasn't sure.

But everything's beginning to fall into place right now.

Dad, there's something else you should know. Sean's missing.

Nobody can find him. You know what that could mean?

Yes, I do.

Well, thank you, Steven.

- Be careful, Dad. - I will, son. I will.

It seems the captain of our tanker disappeared from his home port

a couple of weeks ago.

And Captain Nordstrom was recommended as his replacement by...

Let me guess. Harry Thresher.

And some more news, Sean is nowhere to be found.

Five will get you ten, he's on his way here.

Yeah, if he's not here already.

What are we waiting for? Let's go to the authorities.

No, no, no.

We might find ourselves talking to somebody high up

who's also in on the deal. We don't know who's involved.

Then I say we get back onboard that ship.

Get into those two compartments. The ones with the so-called leaks?

Good idea.

Get your gear. I'll meet you downstairs in five minutes.

Business trip, Harry?

Sean. Wh...? When did you get in?

Just in time, I see.

Oh, no, no, no. I can explain.

See, Carrington and Dexter are in Natumbe, nosing around.

I figure they're on to the scheme.

I was headed for Port Baddi.

I was gonna call you from there. You know, warn you.

Were you now?

I swear.

I believe you, Harry. I believe you.

That's why I'm glad I got here in time to save you from a wasted trip.

Didn't you hear me?

Blake Carrington is here. He's on to us.

I know he is.

Then let's just take the first shipment money and get the hell out of here.

No one goes anywhere, Harry.

I'm too close to walk out now.

If I go down, I take everyone with me.

Go.

Blake. This could be the hold we're looking for.

What the devil is this?

- It's sure not oil. - Yeah.

I'm gonna open one of these things.

My God.

I'll check some of the other crates.

Uzis.

Rocket launchers.

This damn ship's an arsenal.

So that's Sean's game.

He's going to use my tankers to transport illegal arms.

And if a shipment was discovered, the finger is pointed at you.

What's that?

It won't budge.

Let me see if I can...

Maybe that will work.

Carrington.

Blake, that's Rowan.

Now, you listen to me.

Hey, Carrington, I wanna tell you something.

I know you've figured out who I am.

I knew you would, sooner or later.

You just messed up my timetable a ljttle, that's all.

We have something in common, we three.

Two former and one present husband of the jllustrjous Alexis Colby.

Isn't it a marvellous thing?

How, only in America, could the son of a servant

enjoy the fruits of a marriage in a rich and powerful family.

Well, that's not qujte the fate my sister had to endure.

- Or my father. - Unh.

It won't budge.

Well, it won't be long now, Carrington.

For the loss of my father, for the indignity suffered by my sister,

justice has finally come.

I'm sorry you have to pay, Dexter.

I'm... I genuinely liked you.

But, you see, your sin now

was in the association of two corrupt famjljes.

You're going to die. Oh, yes. But it's in a good cause.

He's gonna blow up the ship.

Your famjly, Carrington, and my darling Alexis Colby Rowan

are going to have to deal with the scandal. Yes.

And the ruin.

I saw something.

Here.

These grenades will do it.

Get ready to move once I pull these pins.

Let's get out of here! Go!

Hello?

Alexis, this is Blake. Can you hear me?

Yes, Blake. What's going on?

Well, more than I can get into right now, but...

Yes, but, Blake, can't you tell me anything?

There's been an explosion on one of my tankers,

and there's something I must tell you.

There's, uh... There's no way I can soften it for you,

but Sean is dead.

Alexis, did you hear what I said?

Yes.

Yes, Blake, I heard you.

Are you sure?

They took a watch off a body

and the inscription read, "To Sean:

Undying love. Alexis."

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