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is-is a really good sign.

For you. Do you remember
that we were engaged?

I mean, do you remember
that you loved me?

The Atlantix's next opponent
just canceled their reservation.

The Victor Diaz
story just came out,

and now they don't
feel safe staying here.

We'll get you on Monica's label

and use Jeff's streaming service
to play your music.

Soon everyone will
know who you are.

I am here to introduce you
Fallon Unlimited,

our new

namesake magazine.

Dominique's your stepmom, right?

You got to promise
not to tell Jeff and Monica.

They will never
accept me.

And Dominique will kill me.

We've been discussing sending
you to a school that specializes

in this kind
of thing.

You mean Cristal?

Acting like an entitled brat

will definitely help
Cristal

make her case
for sending you away.

You know what would be great?

If my wife and my son

could coexist peacefully
so I could focus on the trial.

Now it's time
to put your memory to the test.

Do you remember this?

♪ ♪

(gunshot)

Pull.

Great shot, boss.

Not your boss yet, Darren.

True.

Uh, since tomorrow is

the last day of my trial
period, I was wondering

if you had any
feedback for me.

I want to make this
Thanksgiving one to remember.

Not as much as I do.

Something goes south
with this trial,

I don't think
Thanksgiving in prison's

gonna be as festive.

And when I say
"one to remember,"

I don't mean in a tornado
or hostage situation way.

Get those tidbits
in Anders' binder?

Yes.

The binder's very thorough,

though a little
outdated.

I'm not so sure

that your Blockbuster membership
number is still necessary.

Don't change the binder.

Pull!

(gunshot)

Your dad's skeet shooting
is giving me PTSD,

and I wasn't even
in the military.

Well, not that I remember.

No, you weren't.
The closest you've come

was Miami last year,
when you and I

ate a ton
of General Tso's chicken.

Miami?

Art Basel?

Wait, do you remember that?

Maybe. Wait, were we
naked at Art Basel?

Yes! Yeah, we were
always naked.

I mean, in the hotel,
not at Art Basel.

Wow, what a breakthrough.

I feel like James Garner
The Notebook.

Just, you know,
with better hair.

Maybe later we can reenact
the ice cream scene.

(sucks air through teeth)
Yeah, I've never seen it.

Or maybe I have.

(scoffs)

Allison, what is it?

I'm having a breakthrough here.

What?

W-Wait, wait, wait, you're sure
he's coming to Atlanta?

You can hold
the attitude.

Okay, just get me a room,
and I'll handle the rest.

Yeah, goodbye.

Wow. Landon III
is coming to Atlanta.

Am I supposed to
know who that is?

He's an eccentric
creative director from England

who's helped launch some of
the most successful publications

in the last five years.

He's staying
at the Windview Lodge

for Thanksgiving dinner
and a turkey hunt.

Although...
probably not in that order.

And you're meeting
with him at this lodge?

you know, by meeting him,
you mean ambushing

and then forcing him to come
work for Fallon Unlimited,

then yes.

Hey,

you should come with me.

Thanksgiving plans?
You know we...

talked about taking it slow.

Uh,

that's fine. I'll be back
by tomorrow night anyway.

I thought you said your dad
was making a huge deal

about Thanksgiving
dinner tomorrow

and taking a family photo.

What, you're just
gonna miss that?

God, I hope so.

BLAKE:
Well, I admit it's not ideal.

I-I just think that governance
of the Carrington Foundation

should stay in the
hands of a Carrington,

not some so-called
nonprofit professional.

And you would like that
to be you.

I like helping people.

That's why I became a doctor.

And now that I know what it's
like to have a disadvantage

in life, I
can't think

of anything I'm better
suited for than to run it.

That's funny,
because I can't think

of anything
you're worse suited for.

The Carrington Foundation
is an actual business,

not something you just sign up
to be president of.

I'm well aware of that.

an actual knowledge
of how things run,

which is something
you've now proven you lack.

Many times.

I'm actually talking
with my father.

Maybe you should leave.

If you want to help,
maybe you could volunteer

at a local shelter.
For dogs, obviously.

That's enough, you two.

She started it.

I'm ending it!

This could be
my last Thanksgiving

before I'm behind bars,
so I would appreciate

if the two of you
would make peace.

And remember, the photographer
will be here tomorrow at 4:00

to take the family photo.

So I expect you both to be here,

ready to smile.

And act happy, damn it.

♪ Don't give up ♪

♪ Just don't give up. ♪

Girl, you can sing.

Thank you.

And thank you so much
for letting me reschedule this.

I know you're busy.

And I think she undersold.

I would love to talk
to you more someday.

You know,
get to know each other.

I mean, because you're
such a strong woman

running her own business.

Well, thank you.

what do you think?

Which corner were you hiding in?

I was in the back making sure
your acoustics are good.

Which they are.

Thanks.
That means so little to me.

Okay, I think we should

probably just leave now.

probably just leave now.

I need to know if Monica's
interested in working with you.

There's a possibility.

I'm just not sure I'm interested
in working with you.

SAM:
You're missing Blake's last

Thanksgiving dinner and family
photo for a turkey hunt?

I'm not going on the
turkey hunt, okay.

I'm just sitting down
with Landon

before he goes back to England.

Good. If you're not here,
he won't miss me.

Why aren't you coming?

Because it sounds boring.

Plus, I have a lot

to do at the hotel with
the whole Victor Diaz fiasco.

Whoever thought
owning a hotel

meant spending
the entire day ordering

free room service was wrong.

Well, you could always
have dinner with Liam.

He will be home alone.

Hmm?

for Thanksgiving?

Of course you're there,
lurking like an AV kid at prom.

(chuckles)
Um, do you think that's
such a good idea,

given his issues?

Aren't you worried
about a backslide?

What, like Liam getting
back together with Ashley?

No, no. You don't go back
to eating ground beef

after you've had filet mignon.

At least not twice.

I'm not talking about Ashley.

Uh, backsliding is a condition
that occurs in amnesia victims,

and it's when they forget things
that they've already remembered.

And it usually occurs

when they're far from
their main memory source.

I think he means you.

Oh, it probably won't happen
to Liam, so don't worry.

Oh, I'm not worried.
Don't you worry about that.

All right, then neither
of us are worried.

Good night.

Good night.

Unbelievable.

I know. He's so good
with that cane.

Though it does look like
backsliding is a thing.

Seriously?

(groans)
Liam was just starting
to remember things.

I can't have him here alone,
at home, forgetting.

Take him with you.

Cancel the trip, then.

Or I could have thought
of an even better idea

while you were talking,
which I did.

You may want to order
another one of those.

Why, are you paying for it?

No. When you told me
to stay away from Vanessa,

was that because you didn't
want me near your client

or your stepdaughter?

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

You are using Monica
to get Vanessa a record deal.

That's why you came back.
Not because you missed them.

I love all of my children,
Michael.

No, you need them.

Are you going to get
to the point?

Yeah. I'm giving you one day

to tell Jeff and Monica
the truth.

One day.

Or... I'll do it myself.

ADAM:
I wanted to ask for a truce.

Please don't roll
your eyes at me.

Wait, can you actually see?

No, I can't.
I just asked Nadia

to let me know if
you made a face at me.

I'll just be over here.

Look, Father wants this to be
a memorable Thanksgiving,

so I'd like to do
something special for him,

and I-I'd like your help.

I would like to bake
a pie for Blake

that he loved
as a child.

It's from this recipe I found
when I first moved in,

from his great-grandmother,

who tragically died in a fire.

Which seems to be a recurring
theme around here.

But if you're not interested,
I get it.

No... I'll do it.

I'll help. For Blake.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Not if I see you first.

That went well.

It did.

Now tell me why you really
asked her for help,

and then what I can do.

You really do know me.

♪ ♪

Our hotel is a ghost town,
Anders.

50% occupancy
during the holiday season?

We should be turning
people away.

But no one's booking
because they're afraid

of getting kneecapped,
like Victor.

Well, I'm sure they'll
change their mind

when you explain that

two kneecappings occurring
in the same hotel

is very unlikely.

(bell rings)

Oh, I'm so sorry, sir.
May I help you?

And that's six minutes
it took for you to ask me.

I'm Fletcher Myers.

The PR guy that owed
Fallon Carrington a favor.

Oh, oh, yes, yes-yes-yes.

Thank you so much for coming.

So, where do we start?

You can tell me what
you've done so far

to deal with the fallout.

Well, I called everyone
who canceled and I told them

about our new, hidden security
cameras we installed.

And how many of them rebooked
after learning they were going

to be secretly recorded 24/7?

I'm beginning to see
the problem here.

I think he's referring to you.

Yeah, I get it.

I don't know, I've never written
something like this before.

I'm used to novels.

Well, an article
is just a novel

for someone with ADHD.

It's all writing, you know,
you just put a pen to paper

and let the process flow.

The important thing is
that you are here with me.

To write an article

about the hotel's history.

And I'm here to meet
with Landon.

Who is, oddly, walking
over here right now.

Okay, please be cool.

Landon.

L.R.?

L.R.?

(both laughing)

(shouting)

LIAM:
Oh, my God!

L.R., L.T., can I get a T.O.?

What's going on?
You guys know each other?

Hell yeah. He gave me
my first internship

when I was studying in London.

Which could have become
a full-time position

if he hadn't decided

to become a cliché
and traverse the world,

like some type of
beautiful Viking.

(laughter)

Wow. So when I told you
I wanted to meet

with a British creative director
named Landon,

you didn't think to tell me
you knew him?

Well, I didn't know
Landon.

And I've also always
known him as L.T.

And you said
he was English

when he is...
Welsh.

Ah, silly me. I'm Fallon
Carrington. Hi. From America.

Delighted.

It's brilliant
to see you, mate.

Didn't expect
to find you here.

Not exactly one
for hunting.

I'm actually writing an article
about this place

for Fallon's
upcoming magazine.

Thank you. Yes, I, uh, would
love to talk to you about it.

I actually have
an opportunity that I think

you'll be very, very interested
in. If you're free to chat?

For this bloke,
I'll do anything.

Hey.
Onward.

How are you?

Good.

No sharp knives.

I am at a slight disadvantage.

I'm not gonna
stab you, Adam.

Staff is gone, and I don't know
where they keep the silverware.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Hmm.

All right,
what am I doing?

("Working for the Weekend"
by Loverboy playing)

♪ Everybody's working
for the weekend ♪

Oh, sorry.

♪ Everybody needs
a second chance ♪

Here we go.

♪ You want a piece of my heart ♪

♪ You better start
from the start ♪

♪ You want to be in the show ♪

♪ Come on, baby, let's go. ♪

Blake is gonna love this.

(sighs)

I should actually
go check on him.

Could I ask you a favor?
Would you lead me to the stairs?

I forgot my cane.

Let's go.

Thank you.

DOMINIQUE:
Why didn't you tell me

Michael Culhane knows
you're my stepdaughter?

How...? Who told you?

He did. Now everything that
we've worked for is in jeopardy.

Because you wanted
to share your feelings

with some man you barely know.

I didn't tell him.
He figured it out.

And I didn't tell you because
I thought you'd freak out,

which, clearly,
I was right about.

The plan was

to get Monica to sign you
we told her the truth.

Now Michael Culhane has given me
one day to come clean,

or he does it himself.

I'm sorry.

Maybe this is
a good thing.

Maybe we should
come clean.

Monica seems great,

and I feel terrible
lying to her.

So I can do it if you want.

You've known Monica for
five minutes, Vanessa.

It needs to come from me.

Keep working.

Maybe consider adding "barista"

to your résumé,

because if this goes badly,

you're going to need it.

Basically, you handled
the McCarty plaque situation

the wrong way, and I'm here

to stop you from doing
that same thing again.

I'm not sure
I like your tone.

You didn't hire me
for my charm.

Good, because I was about
to ask for a refund.

And the McCarty thing
was not my fault.

I've done everything
I can to make it go away.

Exactly my point. I don't know
if you're trying to work out

some trauma from your childhood

or recent history,
but you can't fix the past, Sam.

Well, you're really great
at telling me what I can't do,

do?

There's the, uh,

secret but not-so-secret
donation,

or the new management option,

or maybe
the Good Samaritan move.

Really depends on which way
you want to go

and what you want
this hotel to be.

You think that I'm the
one stuck in the past,

but you are the one pitching
recycled ideas to fix my hotel.

What's your plan, then?

Telling the truth.

Oh.
I'll use social media

to explain what really
happened with Victor

and how it will
never happen again.

Yeah. Good luck with that.

I've often wanted
a touch of amnesia. How is it?

Ah, well, it was definitely
weird to hear that I was engaged

to a woman
I didn't recognize,

published a book that
I don't remember writing,

and learned that I missed
Queer Eye.

Oh, so much frothy melodrama
to catch up on.

Uh, speaking of frothy,
my magazine...

So, how did Mother Laura take
all of this excitement?

Well, you know
my mother.

Intimately.

Oh, right.

Right.

Two years ago.

Aunt Mora's
New Year's Eve party.

You recall that?

LIAM:
Oh, yeah.

And I really wish
I didn't now, you... dog.

(laughs)
As much as I would love

to discuss Laura Van Kirk's
sex life all day and all night,

um, I do have a presentation
I'd love to show you...

um, I do have a presentation
I'd love to show you...

Right, but first, what about
this article of Liam's?

Oh, like I said, it's a... it's
a piece on the lodge's history.

Apparently,
this oil lamp

once belonged
to President John Tyler.

Yes, but that's
just one article.

We are still looking to solidify
our creative direction.

That is where you come in. Now,

if you want, we can go somewhere
a little more quiet to talk?

I'd love to, but I don't quite
have the time now.

The men's club awaits.
So how about we meet

for afternoon tea? You'll have
my full attention then?

That's fine.
Liam and I were gonna go...

Liam, would you
like to join me?

There's a lot of history
with the men's club

that could help
with the article.

Devil's in the details,
I always say.

I mean,
the insider's perspective

could be really good for this.
You're okay with that, right?

Yeah, but I thought...

Okay?

We'll talk later.

Mm-hmm.

(laughing):
Yes.

(sniffing)

Is something burning?

(smoke alarm beeping)

Hello? Anyone?

I smell...

Oh.

Oh, no.

Yeah, I'm guessing that's

not how the pie's supposed
to smell.

No, Adam.

The pie is black now.

What? Why?

Did you set
the temperature wrong?

I did exactly what
you told me to do.

I don't know
what happened.

Of course this would happen

on the one day I needed
everything to be perfect.

Well, we have a
couple of hours.

Maybe we can
make a new one.

No, we're out of pecans.

I got these special
caramelized pecans

from this lady
down in Whitewater Creek.

First, Great-Grandma Rudy

dies in a fire,
and now her pie does as well?

I mean...

I guess I could drive
and get the pecans.

Are you sure?

how much this matters to you.

And how much it will
matter to Blake.

Thank you.

Here's your Manhattan, sir.

Thank you, Darren.

Mr. Anders referred to it
as your "afternoon pick-me-up."

(groans)

Is there a problem?

Look, I'm fine with the changes
to the Thanksgiving menu,

even your more modern
dressing habits,

but please don't mess with an
Anders Manhattan, all right?

Some things are sacred.

I'll do it better next time.

Are you watching news
about Blake?

No, it's much worse.

Uh, people are responding to
your social media proclamations.

Much worse? What do you mean?

#LaMirageLaGarbage.

#SammyJoke. What...?

#WorstHotelierInATL.

This is, this is terrible.

Well, it may not be the most
creative hashtag in the world,

but it's not terrible.

It gets its point across.

Now news outlets
are picking up on the story.

Perhaps Fletcher Myers
might have known

what he was talking about.

Anders, you only liked him
because he had a binder.

I've input his number.

Just press call, apologize,
and ask for help.

Hey, Fletcher, it's Sam Jones.

I just wanted to...

Well, you couldn't have been
expecting my call,

because I just decided
to make it, so...

You know,

you are just as obnoxious on
the phone as you are in person.

You know what? I'm good.
I don't need your help.

I already have
a great idea, so bye.

Remind me to work with you
on the art of the apology.

Can we put the sass on hold?

I need to come up
with a great idea fast.

Any great ideas?

(Liam and Landon laughing)

Apologies. We, uh, seem to
have lost track of time.

Yes, well, I
understand.

I seem to have lost track
of time myself.

But the good news is
the waitstaff here loves me now.

Except for Beth,

who's been trying to take
my order for two hours.

So maybe we should just
tell her what we want

and then I'll dive right in.

I'm actually quite knackered.

I need to meditate
before the turkey hunt.

I have shoddy aim
when I'm unfocused.

Let's reschedule

the business chitchat
for later tonight.

After the hunt? Brilliant.

I'll be in touch.

Uh-oh.

You're mad.

I understand that your memory
is not what it used to be,

so I will remind you
that we are here

because I have
an important business deal

that I need to close.

Not so you and Landon

can act like frat bros.

I know, all right, I'm sorry.

But I got a ton of great
material for the article.

I'm almost finished.

And this exclusive turkey hunt
sounds absolutely insane.

And, I mean, I'm starting
to remember things.

Like, uh,
when we went to Miami.

Yes, that's right.
We went to Art Basel.

No, I meant when Landon
and I went to Miami.

You and I went to Art Basel?

Liam, we literally just
talked about this yesterday.

You know what?
That's not the point.

I've had enough.

Landon would not be ducking me
if I were a man.

And no one ducks
Fallon Carrington.

(ducks quacking)

Gobble, gobble.

No solicitors, please.
You can go.

No solicitors, please.
You can go.

I found something last night.

You always loved Thanksgiving.

I thought you might

want it back to remember
the good moments.

Wow.

This is the most maternal thing
you've done, ever.

Listen... we need to talk.

Yeah, we do.

I'm sorry I was so icy
to you yesterday.

With Jeff away
on business

and Dad visiting family,
I've felt a little lonely.

I know the feeling.

I was thinking,

maybe a mother-daughter reunion
wouldn't be the worst thing.

So I'm drafting
a contract

for Vanessa to sing here.

Then you and
I can start

a professional relationship
and go from there.

Really?

And she doesn't deserve to be
ignored because of our problems.

So,

your turn. What's up?

I...

I'm glad you feel that way.

Do you want to join me

for Thanksgiving
dinner tonight?

I'm housesitting at Jeff's.

And you can bring Vanessa.

I'd love to get
to know her better.

I'd love nothing more.

(car system beeping)

Ugh. What the...?

(air hissing)

(sighs)
Of course.

♪ ♪

All right, hunters,
get your mouth callers

in order before we split
into small groups.

Hold your weapons, boys.

Fallon, this adventure
is invitation only.

No offense intended.

None taken, which is why I have
no intention of leaving.

When I want something,
I go after it.

And I want you, Landon.

Let's see what you've got, then.

Fallon Unlimited
is expecting a circulation

of over half a million copies

nationwide...

I meant your skill,
not your business.

Well, my skill is business.

And with your input,
Fallon Unlimited

could really
take off.

Here, this presentation
might help.

Connecting with nature
doesn't include 5G technology.

Okay, but connecting
with the market does.

You see, I really,

really need you, Landon.

You know, in a "willing to
wear blood sport outfits"

kind of way.

I think you look great.

Since we're talking business,

Liam, I spoke to a contact

about a writing job in London
that you'd be perfect for.

Really?

It's temporary, though you'd
need to move in two weeks.

Wow.

L.T., man,
that sounds incredible.

Good thing we stumbled
upon each other.

All right.

Now, let's kill
some innocent turkeys.

I was hoping maybe we could just
kill them with kindness.

Get it?

ANDERS:
Any luck?

No ideas.

And my Google search
for "hot PR genius

"available to work
on Thanksgiving

in greater Atlanta"
didn't give me anything

other than a weird link to a
pornographic pilgrim video.

Which I only watched twice.

Take the day off.

You've got tomorrow
to remake the hotel

however you see fit.

I will hold down
the fort tonight.

What about Thanksgiving?

Well, Kirby's away,

and this holiday
doesn't mean that much to me.

That's not true.

I know how much you used to love
Thanksgiving at the manor.

Well, maybe so.

But the manor, unfortunately,
is no longer my home.

As far as this holiday
is concerned,

I am effectively homeless.

Despite a healthy
bank account

and a nicely appointed
new apartment, obviously.

Anders, I think you just
gave me a really good idea.

But I'm gonna need your help.

BLAKE:
How can I help you?

I just wanted to wish
my big brother a happy holiday.

Ah.

I need dirt
on your former driver.

And I know you have it.

Well, you also know I don't
give out anything for free.

I don't expect you to.

I have an offer.

Give me what you have

and you can be done
writing me checks.

For good.

You know what, Dominique?

It would be worth it just
to get you out of my life.

So, sure.

I'll give you a copy.

(drawer opening)

Just curious.
Do you have a file on me?

Yes, and it just got bigger.

Now, I have a family
photo to take, so...

please leave.

Ms. Watt.

Thank you for taking time

out of your holiday for us.

I'd like to make this
a memorable moment.

Maybe we pose here by the piano.

Great. And it'll be just you
in the picture?

No, no.
The rest of the family's coming.

My wife and daughter
and ex-son-in-law,

they'll be here any moment.

Maybe I should just make
a quick call.

JENNINGS (on recording):
You've reached
Cristal Carrington.

Please leave me a...

I don't have
a ton of time,

so we should probably
get rolling

and just take it
with whoever's here.

ADAM:
Dad, is it time
for the picture?

Y-Yes, Adam.

Do you know where
everyone else is?

I-I don't.

I figured they
knew how important

this family picture was.

Especially Cristal.

DOMINIQUE:
I'm here.

And I'm family.

I should be a part
of the picture.

I-I can't believe this.

I thought I made myself
very clear.

I'm here, Dad.

Why don't we take a photo,
just the two of us?

It's our first
Thanksgiving together.

Sounds peachy to me.

Okay, don't move.
I'm gonna take a bunch.

(jazz playing)

MAN:
May I have some more?

It looks delicious.

♪ ♪

Wow.

I had no idea
this many people would show up.

Well, I must admit,
I thought the whole idea

was a bit sketchy myself,
but, uh, I was wrong.

It was inspired.

Inspired by you.

All that talk
about you feeling

that you don't have
a home made me realize

that there are actual
homeless people out there.

Well, I hope you didn't
just realize that

a couple hours ago.

Oh. He's homeless.

It's all starting
to make sense now.

ANDERS:
Well, if you'll excuse me,

there is something
I need to care of.

I'm not homeless.
I, uh, came here to apologize.

And to congratulate you
for working with the shelter

to make this happen
so quickly.

Well, it's very gracious of you.

But I owe you nothing.

Fair.

Made the local news,
by the way.

The hotel's finally
getting some positive PR.

Well, that's not
what this was about.

Okay, that's a lie,

but it was nice to do something
good for the people.

Which is what the hotel
is all about anyway.

Well, I'd be happy to make sure
the story goes wider.

For free, as, uh,
as part of my apology.

You know, you are kind of nice
when you're not being obnoxious.

(chuckles)
Don't get used to it.

(sighs)
I'm late for Thanksgiving.

I'm assuming
you've spoken to Monica?

I got it from Blake.

Now, as you can see,

my brother has a lot on you.

The last thing
we'd want

is for your family to find out
some of the things you've done.

It would destroy
your mother.

What do you want?

I want you
to do nothing.

Don't say a word to Monica,
and your mother and your sister

will never find out
about any of this.

Does that seem fair?

You're a Carrington.
Of course it's not fair.

Aw... don't be
mad, Michael.

Someday you'll thank me
for this.

(mouth callers blowing)

(turkey gobbles)

It's not moving.

Maybe because
it's a bush.

Let me assess. Then
we'll proceed with 10-5.

Hey. You okay?

You seem a
little upset.

Upset? Yeah, yeah.
You could say that.

You know, I've been so busy
trying to charm Landon,

I didn't realize that
you.

You know, sometimes
I get so focused,

I miss the thing
that's right in front of me.

Are we talking
about that turkey?

No! We're talking
about Landon.

And London.
You and Landon in London,

and how you can't
move there.

(chuckling):
Well, Fallon, I never said yes.

I mean, oh, yeah, it sounds
like a great opportunity for me.

What, an opportunity
to forget me?

I mean,
think about it, Liam.

Have you remembered
one new thing

since you've
been here? About me?

No, you haven't.

And if you move away,
then you're gonna backslide

all the way to 2012 if I'm
not there to keep an eye on you.

Fallon, you're the one who
gave me this assignment
to begin with.

Yeah, which I now realize
was a huge mistake.

Okay? But I couldn't
leave you home alone.

Did you make up an assignment
to get me to come here with you?

Hmm?

But only because
I was afraid

that were you were
gonna forget us.

And I thought that I could do
both things at the same time,

but now I've just...
screwed up both.

Yeah, well, you have a
better shot with Landon

than you do with
me right now.

Turkey!

(gunshot)

(gasps)

Did you just shoot me?!

Maybe.

Landon, Landon,
I am so sorry, okay?

It was an accident.

that are not permitted
on a hunting trip.

I respectfully decline
your job offer!

No, but we have,
uh, great benefits

and health insurance.

They may not cover
preexisting conditions,

but I could try
to pull some strings.

Please get me away from her.

Please get me away from her.

(grunts)

I'm sure you have a lot
that you want to say right now,

but maybe we could just
put a pause on it

until we get home?

I just can't believe
that you would invent a job

just to keep me
close to you.

So that's a no on the pause?

Fallon, did you ever just
consider telling me the truth?

You know, instead of
making up an assignment

like I'm some eight-year-old
who needs

to be kept busy.

What kind of person does that?

The kind of person who's afraid

that if you're not with me,
then you'll forget about me.

So what if I forget
a few things,

Fallon?

What is the big deal?

The big deal is that
if you start forgetting things,

one of those things might be us.

And that really
scares me,

because I don't know
if I could start over.

I don't know if I can make you
fall in love with me again.

I mean, it was kind of

a miracle that it happened
in the first place,

so you just really need
to cut me some slack.

I mean, Liam, you have no idea
how hard this has been for me.

you?

Yeah.

Fallon, I have to face

the uncertainty of restarting
in every aspect of my life,

not just our
relationship,

so I am sorry if
this is hard on you.

But you don't have to restart
if you don't want to.

I'm the one here who
doesn't have a choice.

Happy Thanksgiving, sir.

ADAM:
Smells great.

And trust me,
it looks delicious.

ADAM:
Look, I know

it hurts that Cristal and Fallon

and, uh, I guess,
even Sam aren't here,

that they missed
the family picture,

but I'm here, Father,

and I'm so glad

that I can be
the one you can count on.

Well, I guess

I should start carving.

Seeing as how little the rest
of my family cares about me.

JENNINGS:
Wait. I'm here.

I'm so sorry. Just
give me five minutes

to freshen up--
I'll be right back.

(sighs)

This is what happens
when you listen to your gut.

From now on, La Mirage will be
the hotel with a good heart.

Well, thank you.

Mm.

And I should apologize for
calling you an arrogant ass.

You never called me that.

Oh, then, I guess
I must have thought it.

No, but, really, I-I...

should apologize
for being stubborn.

This was my first Thanksgiving
post-divorce,

and it's so not where I
thought I'd be a year ago.

And I guess that's
why I acted the way I did.

It was nothing personal.

I figured.

Because I can see
the hotel is not the only thing

around here with a good heart.

Uh... whoa.

(chuckles)

I was not expecting that.

That's what made it so fun.

You have
a great holiday, Sam.

You, too.

Looks like the evening got
a little more...

interesting.

don't know where
that came from.

Well, don't overthink it.

On a completely different note,

I think my work here's done.

Good. Go home, get some rest.

No, I don't mean tonight.
I mean...

I'm done here with the hotel.

For good.

We both knew this wasn't
a long-term thing.

I just wanted
to help you open the hotel

and to teach you how to fly.

And having watched
you today,

you are flying like...

Superman?

Well, I was gonna say
like a butterfly,

but if you prefer Superman,
that's fine with me.

I'm really grateful
to you, Anders.

But I know that you

need to do what's right for you.

And I think we both know
what that is.

JENNINGS:
I am so sorry I was late.

I had to buy something,
and my car got two flat tires,

and for some reason
my phone stopped working.

I couldn't even
get a cab

because of the holidays.

But no, no, no,
you had to go shopping.

Nothing's even open.
It's Thanksgiving.

I wasn't shopping. I was
getting pecans for Adam.

Oh. Yeah, of course,
you blame Adam.

Say what you want
about him--

and believe me,
you have said plenty--

but he was the only one

that was here for me
the entire time.

I'm not blaming him.
I was helping him.

He wanted to give you some joy

before your trial

by baking your favorite pie.

And the reason he
stood by you all day

was because you make him
feel like a problem.

Which most of
the time he is.

But he's also

been a better person.

And he's still your son.

She's telling the truth.

She really was
trying to help me.

I'm sorry, I just wanted
this Thanksgiving to be perfect.

Well, I think it comes
pretty close.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Can I...

finally start carving now?

SAM:
Hola.

Sorry. Is it too late for me to
change real quick and join you?

Sorry. Is it too late for me to
change real quick and join you?

Okay. Be right back.

Before we go in,

I want to apologize.

And to thank you

for taking the high road
and telling Monica.

Everything is gonna
be so much better.

I mean, we're already having

our first Thanksgiving meal
as a family.

One thing. Monica knows nothing.

And we're going
to keep it that way for now.

We have a contract to sign.

(exhales)

BLAKE:
Okay. I think we are

finally ready?

Uh, smells great.

Unfortunately, I do not,

so if you could just
hold on one second,

I'm gonna go shower.

No, you are gonna sit
your ass down at this table,

we are gonna eat
and be thankful!

Okay. Um, sorry.

I got here as fast as I could,

given the circumstances.

Oh, my God, you shot a turkey.

(whispers): I didn't
shoot anything-- on purpose.

BLAKE:
Now that we are

finally together, granted,

under the most excruciating
circumstances possible,

I want to thank you all
for making it.

How about a picture?

The photographer left hours ago.

So?

DARREN:
Did someone
say "picture"?

I got this. I took a few
night classes at Emory.

(Bo whining)

Hey.
DARREN:
All right, everyone.

What do you got?

What is it?

Wait, Bo, what...?

I accidentally pressed
the video. Sorry.

Give me...

I promise
I can do this.

All right,
there we go.

Everyone,
say "turkey."

No.

(barks)

We're thinking of opening a
Club Colby offshoot in New York.

And if the brand does well,
who knows?

You've come a long way
since the little girl

who used to make
hand turkeys.

Excuse me, that was art.

DOMINIQUE:
It was cute.
I'll give you that.

That's why I saved it.

(soft laughter)

Yeah, it's great that
she saved your painting.

It's not so great that she's
been lying to you for years.

Vanessa.

Yeah, what am I
talking about, Mom?

Wait. Mom?

She's your...

You're my...
We're sisters.

Oh, hell no.

Stepsisters.

DARREN:
Time for dessert.

Straight from the binder.

Once again, I want to thank
you all for making it.

I don't know where I'll be
this time next year,

but hopefully it'll be
right here with all of you.

In the meantime,

I'm making you president of the
Carrington Foundation, Adam.

FALLON:
When did you become

such a softie?

It has a way of making you
look at things

from a different perspective.

He has a point.
Mm.

Yeah, it shouldn't take that
to make you realize

that being with the ones
you love is important.

And no matter
what has happened--

God knows we've been through
our share

of drama and backstabbings...

that's the past.

And just the thought
that we're here together,

despite everything, that is
enough to keep me going.

You okay?

Yeah.

To family.

ANDERS:
What about
really old friends

and father figures
who wish to return?

Oh, there's nothing
I'd like more.

Darren.

You're fired.

I thought you wanted to poison
Cristal in Blake's eyes.

But when you had the chance...

I know, I'm, I'm as surprised
as you, actually.

All I know is something happened

when she said
I was a better person.

She's right.

I think
you're pretty great.

Yeah? Well, you've
been a good influence.

I'm glad you're here.

Mmm. Me, too.

First thing you need is
a gag order on that prosecutor.

And then if you can share
with me all the details you have

on the jury selection,

I can help.

Right now I would kill
to have a Manhattan with you.

It's the one thing that your
replacement couldn't get right,

even when he went to the binder.

Well, to be honest,

I did put the recipe
in the binder,

but I left out
my secret ingredient.

Love.

Oh, uh, well...

I'm just joking, sir.
I'm joking.

Cinnamon. I left
out the cinnamon.

(both chuckle)

(knocking on door)

What's that?

The Notebook,
which we can watch right now.

Okay, all right,
we'll watch it later.

But you should take
the London job if you want it.

Landon killed it.
You know,

after my girlfriend
shot him in the ass.

Am I still your girlfriend?

Okay, all right.

Yeah, not the point. I got it.
(sighs)

But I did sneak a look
at your piece...

But I did sneak a look
at your piece...

...and I loved it.

It'd be perfect
for the magazine.

But instead
of keeping it

for myself, I sent it out

to a couple different editors
and publishers.

So your phone will probably
be ringing all weekend.

Thank you, I think.

And you were right.
I was afraid of beginning again.

But then I thought,

if we do, then we can
make new memories.

You know?
And forget the bad ones.

Bad ones?

The point is, if you are willing
to start over, so am I.

So,

take...

Hi. I'm Fallon.

(chuckles)

I'm Liam.

Okay.

(knocking)

I wanted to talk to you.

Me, too.

I just want to say thank you

for everything
you did today.

And I'm so glad that we could
move past our differences.

Do you honestly think I didn't
know what you were up to?

I'm confused.

The minute my car broke down,
I knew it was you.

I just didn't
know how.

But I saw you
and Nadia together,

and then it
all made sense.

I didn't say anything because
I didn't want to hurt Blake.

But trust me,
you won't be here for long.

So watch your step.

Or... I guess that's what
your girlfriend is for, right?

So? How's it going?

He said he loves me.

(gags)

I've got him wrapped
around my little finger.

Just like you wanted.

Perfect. Something we
can all be thankful for.