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Previously on Dynasty... Oh, Cristal!

Help!

Here's the thing.

You may own this club,
but I'm running the show,

which means
you will be using my crew.

I just got a reply

from another informant
who said he has North's

old BlackBerry.

Your father was not murdered.

You are searching
-for an answer that is not there!
-The investigation

-is not over.
-Yes, it is.

I got to go.

-Liam.

Are you...?

Get off of me!

Where are you?

So, I keep asking you
what you want,

and you keep ignoring me.

I-I got to be honest, man.

Not the most
hospitable kidnapper.

You talk too much.

Shut your mouth
and wait for the boss.

There's a boss. Great.
See, was that so hard?

What's his name?

Her name is Katy.

And you should have dropped
this crusade

when you had the
chance, Mr. Ridley.

Wait, you're Senator North's...

Chief of staff. Yeah.

Katy Lofflan.
You remember me. I'm flattered.

I knew it.

I knew North was crooked.

Oh, you're adorable.
You think North is behind

the insider trading ring?

That nitwit
couldn't organize a bridge game.

I'm the one
running the show.

Always have been.

So you had my father killed?

Not here to reminisce.

I am here to solve a problem.

You.

When you told
North that you had

the transcript of an interview
with one of his former aides,

you left me no choice.

He might be able to place me
at certain... events.

And if the SEC gets ahold of it,

then they'll reopen
the investigation.

There was no concrete proof.

None that you
could piece together.

But the FBI tends to be
a little more thorough,

and it's only a matter of time
until they connect

your father's death to me,
not North,

and that...
that would be a bad thing.

Even without that transcript,
I have a mountain of evidence

that connects you
to the insider trading ring.

You had. You see,

the same hacker
that got me into your email

also deleted the digital trail
of your investigation,

so any information
that you had

in the cloud has
just evaporated.

But you still need
my personal computer.

Beauty and brains.

Ooh, you really are
the whole package.

I'll die before I hand over
that computer.

Well,

you're half right.

But if you want your wife
to live,

then you will do as I say.

Nolan Jamison.

It has been a while, my friend.
You like your coffee

with a little bit of whiskey
if I recall correctly?

Well, you know me.
I like to get a jump on the day.

I was a little surprised
to hear from you.

Can't two tech moguls share
a drink every now and then?

Only if one mogul tells the
other what he's really after.

Rumor has it
you're working on something big

in the area of
fuel-efficient energy sources.

Well, I don't comment on rumor.

Except to say
that this one is true

and it is revolutionary.

Mm.
Well, I'm always looking

for cost-saving measures
at Colby Co.

How much do you want for it?

Easy, Colby.

It's still in the early stages
of development.

I'm talking about buying
your entire company.

Name your price.
Everyone has one.

Look, you think big.
I'll give you that.

But I'm not looking to walk away
from anything just yet.

Unlike you with Alexis.

I heard about the divorce.

It's a shame.

Yeah, well,
we were on different paths.

No idea why you let
someone that hot get away.

You know,
Alexis and I are still close.

What do you say the three of us
have drinks tonight?

Hmm? You two can catch up,

and maybe we can discuss

a more formal offer
for your company.

Well, I guess another round
of drinks never hurt.

Cheers.

How are you feeling?

Boy, you had me worried
there for a minute.

You weren't the only one,
trust me.

Blake, I'm scared.

We're gonna beat this together.

All right, I just got
your lab results back,

and the tumor is
pressing on your brain,

which is what caused
the fainting.

Well, good thing we have
a doctor to state the obvious.

Um, u-unfortunately,
things will get worse.

Seizures, nerve damage.

I thought the treatments
were working.

They were shrinking
the tumor.

Slowly.
We need it to shrink further

before we can do surgery.

But your vitals are stable,

so we have a little time.

And when the time comes,
will you do the surgery?

I've done
several neuro rotations,

but I'm not a neurosurgeon.

Thank you.
You've done enough already.

I want the best surgeon

in the world for this.

Wanda Scott
at Rifkin Rhodes Cancer Center.

-She's the one.
-Dr. Scott
is definitely the best.

I've met her a few times
at medical conferences.

Well, what are you waiting for?
Go call the woman.

Is something wrong?

Nope. Nope,
everything is just great.

What makes you think
something's wrong?

Well, you haven't prepared
your own breakfast

since you burned the pantry down

with your Easy-Bake Oven
in 1999.

Okay, well,
nowhere on that box did it say

that it couldn't be used
for eggs Florentine.

You want to talk about it?

-I voted for that man.
-Relax, it wasn't him.

But Liam refuses to drop it.

He went to go meet with
another informant last night,

and I haven't heard
from him since.

Well, I'm-I'm sure
he'll be fine.

Liam's very passionate
about his work.

I don't think you have
anything to worry about.

I'm not worried. I'm angry.

Well, he'll be home soon enough,

and then you can yell at him
all you want.

You said that about Kirby, too,

but it's clear your little tiff
isn't over yet.

Have you spoken to her at all

since you kicked her out
of the manor

and she ran off
with that lunatic ex of hers?

No.

But I-I think
I made the right decision.

I told her at the time
that as soon as she's ready

to make some changes
in her life,

I will be here for her.

She hasn't returned
any of my calls.

Maybe that's her now.

No, it's Liam.

Where the hell
have you been?

Fallon, hey.
Uh, sorry I-I didn't call.

I just have been busy.

Oh, yes, I know.
Writing the article

that's gonna win you
the Pulitzer.

Why didn't you come
home last night?

It turned out he had a lot
of good info, uh, for the piece,

so we just went on a bar crawl
as we talked.

Just like how
your bachelorette party started.

I see.

Anyway,

um, it got late,
so I just crashed

at the Georgian Terrace Hotel.

But, hey, good news is I found
a buyer for the article.

I just need my laptop
to-to finish the piece.

Can you drop it off
by 5:00 p.m.?

You want me to bring
you your laptop?

Yeah. Yeah, I-I'd get it myself,

but I'm gonna be out
chasing a final source.

You understand, right, sweetie?

I understand.

Okay, I'll drop it
off by 5:00 p.m.

Well done, Mr. Ridley.

Pretty good at lying
to your wife.

See? Everything's fine.

No. Nothing is fine.

Liam has been kidnapped.

Okay, great. Thanks.

Did you reach Dr. Scott?

She's on vacation.
But I worked some connections,

and I tracked her down

to her cabin
in the Smoky Mountains.

What'd she say?

When she's done with her trip,

she's happy to fly down
to Atlanta and do a consult,

so everything's gonna be okay.

No, not everything.

What the hell were you thinking,
keeping all this a secret

from me?
If you had told me

about this sooner,
I could have flown in

the best doctors.
Maybe we wouldn't be

-in this position.
-That wasn't my decision...

Just save it.

You put her life in danger,
and as far as I'm concerned,

if she dies, it's your fault.

I told Liam he was crazy,

but it turns out
he wasn't crazy.

He was actually onto
something the entire time.

Fallon,
you're not making any sense.

What makes you think
that Liam was kidnapped?

which means that Liam

has some evidence
pointing to their guilt.

Well, if this is real,
have you considered

the possibility
of copying the data

and then handing over
the computer?

No, not possible.
When we got hacked,

Jeff told us
there was some way to tell

if files had been copied
from a computer.

They'll know we're onto them,
and they killed Liam's father

for knowing less.

So, basically, the only reason
Liam is still alive

is because that laptop exists.

Then our only option

is to find Liam
before the deadline

and then use our collateral
to secure his safe return.

And I know just where to start.

Nice to see you're enjoying
our divorce settlement.

Yes, I suppose I do have you
to thank for it.

Mm, then my timing's perfect.

Now's your chance to repay me
for all my generosity.

Aw. Take five, boys.

The ex needs my attention.

You've met Nolan Jamison, right?

-Yes.
-Well, I'm making a bid

for his company, and it seems he
has a thing for your... assets.

So,

I need you to join me
for drinks with him tonight

so I can close the deal.

Nolan "Captain of the
Geek Squad" Jamison?

I don't think so.

Figured that might be
your first response,

which is why I have a prepaid,
six-figure emerald necklace

on hold for you
after this is over.

Yes, well, I suppose
Nolan is harmless enough.

And geeks are cool these days.

But...

why do you want
to buy his company?

Let's just say Nolan
has something I really need.

Do me

this favor, Alexis. Please.

Of course.

I'm always one to
help an ex in need.

But it will cost you
the Ruscha instead.

My original Ed Ruscha painting?

Oh, that would be the one.

But that's worth, like,
ten times the necklace.

Mm, as is my presence tonight.

So,

are you going stag,

or do we have a deal?

We got this.

Just play it cool
and follow my lead.

Well, now I'm nervous.

I knew we should have
rehearsed this.

Leo,

my friend.

Can we grab you for a sec?

Morning, guys. Day one.

Pretty exciting, huh?

Yeah. Uh, about that...

Uh, we're all
businessmen here.

-Am I right?
-Total businessmen.

And as businessmen,

we have an offer
that we think you...

...might like.

I'm listening.

So, why don't you tell your crew
to pack it up,

and in exchange for
all of your trouble,

we hand you this
check for 500 grand.

No strings attached.

Fellas, I can't take your money.

-You can't?
-What kind of partner

would I be to back out now?

A wealthy one.

Ah, you guys don't give up.

I like that
in people I work with.

I can already tell

this is going to be
a great relationship.

In fact,

I'm thinking of setting up shop
here long-term.

Excuse me?

Yeah, once we finish the job,
I figure

this is a good place
to clean some cash.

Know what I'm saying?

so we always know
where the other one is.

I disabled mine.

But this is the last place
his phone pinged.

Maybe his Uber dropped him
on the other side

of the building. There's no sign
of a struggle here.

I guess this gold butterfly
doesn't belong to Liam?

Try signature dragonfly bauble.

And no, no, it belongs
to a Simone St. Croix clutch.

It's a purse.

Only a precious few were made.

I see. Well, sadly,

despite the depth
of your handbag knowledge,

I don't think
it's gonna help us find Liam.

Daphne, was it?

Always have time
for a drink with a constituent.

Uh, Senator?

A word.

Daphne,
this is my chief of staff,

Katy Lofflan.

Yes. Yes!
The senator's chief of staff

was carrying this bag
last night.

Rather a-a pricey item
for someone in politics,

-no?
-Not for someone who's also
running an insider trading ring.

I was just thinking
about how short life is.

So many things
I should have said to people.

Told more of them I love them.

And I would have

focused more on my family.

You're gonna have time

to take care of
unfinished business.

We don't know that.

My father and I

still haven't spoken
since our fight.

If something happens,

I need him to know
that I love him.

And I forgive him.

You have to help me find him.

Please.

What's all this?

Just a little something

I had Mrs. Gunnerson whip up.

Thought a cup
of your favorite

chamomile tea would put
a smile on your face.

Blake, that's so sweet of you.

May I pour you
a spot of tea, Madam?

You certainly may.

Oh! Oh, honey.

-Oh! Here.
-Oh, I'm so sorry.

-Here you go.
-It's okay, really.
It doesn't hurt.

This tea was scalding hot.

-Honey, your hand.
-Cristal,

did you not feel
that burn your hand?

Can you feel anything
in your hand?

No, I can't.
What's happening?

The tumor's pressing
on your spinal cord

and causing focal
neurological symptoms.

What are those?

End-stage symptoms.

We don't have days to get
this tumor out. We have hours.

But you said Dr. Scott
was away at her cabin.

She can't get here that soon.

She can, and she will.

I'll use the jet,
and I'll pick her up myself.

-It's the fastest way.
-Great. I'll tell her
you're on your way.

Don't worry, sweetheart.

We're gonna get through this.

I love you.

Where would Katy take him?

It can't be far.

Not until she gets
that computer.

I should have known
it was her.

She had shifty eyes,

and she was wearing all black
to an outdoor garden party.

All the signs were there.

My P.I. is running Ms. Lofflan

through all the usual background checks.

We should have some news soon.

Yeah, but what if
it's not soon enough?

I mean, if we're

too late and if something
happens to him, then...

He's everything to me, Anders.

And the last time I saw him,

I said some terrible things
that I really regret,

and I wish
I could just take it all back.

We all say things we regret
in the heat of the moment.

I know I wish I could take back

some of the things
I said to Kirby.

I miss her.

I thought she'd be home by now.

Ah. Ms. Lofflan
doesn't own

any property in Georgia,
but her brother does.

Chain of convenience
stores and a warehouse

-over in Marietta.
-Do you think
that's where she's holding Liam?

There's only one way
to find out.

Excuse me.

-Sam Jones?
-Uh-huh?

Your front desk staff
said I could find you here.

Michael Culhane, Sam's partner.
What can we help you with?

I'm IRS Special Agent
Jerry Simmons.

A former employee of yours
called in an anonymous tip

of accounting fraud
at this establishment.

What?

There must be a mistake.

The employee stated

that he was told not to enter
all the receipts

in the books.

Now,
that triggered an audit

and a potential
criminal investigation.

That's insane.
There's no fraud going on here.

Well, then, this should be easy.

I'll just need to see your books
from the last year,

and we'll be monitoring

your accounting practices
going forward.

-We don't have
that information

readily available.

Understandable.

I'll give you a few hours
to pull your records,

and then perhaps we
can sit down and chat.

Seems like a good
time for a break.

This is crazy.

I know. You think it'll work?

It better. Otherwise, calling in
a fraud tip on ourselves

is gonna seem pretty stupid.

Relax.
All the books are legit, right?

-Uh-huh.
-Now,

it's a hassle, but the IRS

isn't gonna find anything wrong.

Did you see the look

on Leo's face when he heard

that they're gonna be checking
our books?

There's no way can he run

a money laundering scam
through here now.

You got to be
freaking kidding me.

There must be
over a dozen warehouses here.

How much beef jerky
and lottery tickets

can one man store?

It's almost 5:00 p.m.,
which is the deadline.

We might have to split up.

Okay. I'll scream
if I find him.

Or, rather than alert
Ms. Lofflan to our arrival,

you could instead text me.

I love it.

An element of surprise.
So smart.

Play nice

and nobody gets hurt.

Fallon, hi.

Hi. Are you,

uh...

Are you okay? I mean,
are you getting your work done?

Yeah. Yeah, all good.

Were you able to get the laptop?

Yes. Yes.
I actually just dropped it off

at the hotel front desk,

so you can go pick it up, uh,

-like, now.
-Thank you.

Hey, if I don't
make it home tonight...

...I really love you.

I know.

I love you, too.

Aw.

You make a lovely couple.

Liam! Liam!

Oh, my God,
thank God I found you.

Wait, how insane is all of this?
I mean, I know

you know it's insane, but it's
like, who would've thought

that Strawberry Shortcake
would've turned out

to be some sort of, like,
villain in heels?

Okay, stop squirming
so I can do this.

What?

Planning on answering any
of these texts or calls?

Why would I do that?

Because, clearly,
somebody is trying to reach you.

Right, so they can yell at me
and be all judgy.

If I wanted to deal with that,

I would have just stayed
at the manor.

I thought you got kicked out.

You know what I mean.

Why don't we just go back home.

Home? Like Australia home?

We can do
whatever we want there.

No one yelling or judging.

Plus,

we're running out of money,
and this place

is starting to skeeve me out.

Enough!

Okay.

Well,

point is I can get us
on a flight in a few hours.

Let's pack up
and do this, huh?

M-Maybe later.

Right now, I need a pick-me-up.

Do we have any more stuff?

It is so nice to see
you again, Alexis.

I think the last time

was at that New Year's
Eve party in Belize.

You're right. Wow,
that was a long time ago.

A lot has happened
to me since then.

Well, you look better than ever.

So, Nolan,

maybe we can revisit our
discussion from earlier today.

I told you I wasn't interested
in selling my company,

and nothing's changed.

But you haven't heard
my offer yet.

Well, my company is my baby,

and I don't sell babies.

And this isn't the
time to talk business,

Colby, especially
with such a stunning specimen

sitting here with us.

-Oh.
-Now, if I remember, you were

a pretty fancy art collector,
right?

I like to think that I have
an eye for expensive things.

Well, I don't mean to brag,

but I've got quite the
collection myself these days.

You know, I would
love your opinion

on a few things
I'm considering buying.

-Well,

if you want art,
I have a few pieces

I can throw in
to sweeten the deal.

If you'll just give me
five minutes to talk to you...

Jeff, you heard the man.

He doesn't want
to talk business.

Can't you just relax?

Should we get you another drink?

No.

In fact...

Hope you two have a great night.

More champagne
for us.

So...

Nolan...

Art. Business.

What else don't I know
about you?

Hey.

Are you okay?

I feel like I got hit
in the head

with a baseball bat.

Where is the laptop?

Playtime is over.

for insider trading or murder
or even jaywalking.

Where is the damn computer?

I already told you.

And I am telling you.

If you don't give up

the location of the laptop
voluntarily,

then I am going to have

to make you.
I know it doesn't look like it,

but I'm actually very handy

with tools, so...

You can either tell me now,

or you can watch what I do
to your new husband

until you can't
take it anymore.

But either way...

...I'm gonna get
what I need from you.

Again, thank you for
cutting your trip short.

Of course.

And we're clear
about the money?

The fee will be
in my personal account today?

Wasn't aware the
Hippocratic oath

included a clause for
seven-figure appearance fees.

Yes. It's right after
"do no harm."

Just wanted to let you both know

we should be on the ground
in Atlanta in less

than an hour.

Oh!

You should fasten
your seat belts.

I need to take us
off autopilot.

Oh, no.

He's out cold.

Even if he wakes up,
he won't be able to fly.

Are you sure? What...?

There's no copilot.

Hey, what are you...
Where're you going?

Are you a pilot?

I'm the closest thing we have
right now

to a conscious one.

Mayday! Mayday!

Uh,

I haven't been able
to get ahold of Blake

for a little while now.

I assume he's somewhere
over the Smoky Mountains still

-with no reception.
-So we wait?

Uh, I-I'd like to get you
in there as soon as possible,

but Dr. Scott

is our best option, so you're
just gonna have to hold on.

What about my father?

Were you able
to talk to him?

I couldn't get ahold of him.
He's in the Swiss Alps.

But I-I did get him a message,
and he emailed me back.

Saying what?

He accepts your forgiveness.

I want you and Blake to make
things right with each other.

He'll need you if...

Cristal?

Cristal? Cris... All right,

I need paddles! Paddles now!

-Copy that.
Crash cart coming in.

Make sure OR Six
is prepped right away.

-On it.

Paddles ready.

Are you right-handed
or left-handed?

Actually, you know what?

It doesn't matter.

No!

No! Don't!

Don't. I will tell you
where the laptop is.

-Okay? Just don't touch him.
Fallon, don't say anything.

She can't get away with this.

Think about it.

No. No!

Enough!

This is Liam's computer.

Let them go,
and I'll turn it over.

Or I can have Paddy here
shoot you, and I'll take it.

A solid plan.

Uh, but the police
are on their way,

and we need to trust each other
if you want to get out of here

before that.

So, do I have your word
that you'll let them go

if I hand this over?

-No, Anders, don't!
-Yes.

But I'm gonna
need to verify

that that is
the real laptop.

Move.

Soon as we know this is legit,

kill them all.

I knew you were lying.

You don't deserve that purse.

No, he's the one
who's lying.

The police aren't coming.

I know a bluff
when I hear one.

Anders, the gun.

Still think I'm bluffing?

Is everything okay,
Dr. Carrington?

Yes. Just double-checking
the parameters

to make sure I don't
damage any brain tissue.

Where are we at, Dr. Carrington?

Dr. Scott? But h-how
did you get here?

We-we couldn't... The pilot passed out.
Your father had to make

an emergency landing
in the middle of nowhere,

and we drove 100 miles
an hour to get here.

So Father's okay?
What about the pilot?

Maybe we save this woman's life
first and chat later.

Right. I'm sorry. I'll-I'll go.

Where the hell are you going?

-I thought you want me out.
-I don't have my usual team,

and this surgery's
got a long ways to go.

I'm gonna need some help.

Seeing as how you haven't
killed the patient yet,

I'm thinking you're
the best one to assist.

Wait, what do you mean,
the case is closed?

You can hang up.

Agent Simmons and the IRS
are no longer a problem.

What about the audit?

They said
-that the case is closed.
-Exactly.

It's over.

You're welcome.

You did this?

I mean, I had help.

I've had to deal
with the IRS for years

'cause of all
the city-approved jobs,

so I know some people there.

I don't know what to say.

Just say thanks.

'Cause that's what partners do.

Look out for each other.

You know what partners don't do?

Try to stab each other
in the back.

What the...?!

I-I don't know
what you're talking about, man!

You called the IRS yourself

thinking if they were looking
at the books, I'd get scared.

Well, Michael,

seems like you're the only one
who should be scared right now.

Does it hurt?

Well, uh, it doesn't feel
a lot like Christmas.

How's your head?

It's fine.

I'm sorry, Liam.

-No, it's not your fault.
-No.

Not for the finger.

For not believing you.

Although, in my defense,

technically, I was right.

It wasn't the senator.

And I did believe you
when it mattered.

Fallon, it's fine.

I'm just glad that...

my dad's killer's gonna pay
after all this time.

Plus, this exposé I'm writing
is gonna be amazing.

I'm sure it will be,

even if we almost had to die

so you could write it.

How about Anders, huh?

Who knew the old guy
had it in him?

I did.

He's always been there for me.

You certainly
stormed off in a huff.

You could've stayed
a little longer.

Well, when he wouldn't accept
my offer for his company,

I knew it was time for plan B.

And it went exactly as we hoped.

You charmed him into revealing
some company secrets?

I think so.

But you know us girls, bored
with all that business talk.

I excused myself
to powder my nose

and wrote down
everything I could remember.

Alexis, this is all amazing.

When I told him
science turned me on,

he wouldn't stop talking
about frozen fuel.

His secret weapon.

Good thing he didn't know he was
talking to my secret weapon.

Now I know frozen
fuel sources

are where I need to focus
my research.

I will say,
he's a bit of a nutjob.

I don't know
if he was trying to impress me,

but he kept talking
about winning the space race.

If you ask me,
you dodged a bullet

by not buying his company.

Thanks to you,

now I don't have to.

Oh, great. Between Liam's finger
and your ribs,

I am going to feel guilty
for a while.

Oh, don't worry. It only hurts
when I move or breathe.

I just wanted to say thank you
for all of your help.

No worries.
I'm just glad it all worked out.

You know,

whenever I've needed you,
you've been there for me.

I mean, seriously,
how many times

do you think
you've saved my ass?

Well, I stopped counting
when you turned 16.

But don't worry.

Nothing's gonna happen to you
while I can help it.

You're like a daughter to me.

I know.

And that really means the world
to me.

But there is
someone else out there

who actually is
a daughter to you.

And eventually,
she's gonna

come home.

And I want you to think
about forgiving her.

I already have.

And I'll be glad to tell her so
when I see her next.

But in the meantime,

I want to go and
visit Cristal

in the hospital.

So, your vitals
are all pretty good,

and Dr. Scott is confident
that she got all of the tumor.

I really don't think
this could have gone any better.

Thank you, Adam.

You've been here for me
this whole time.

And I so appreciate

you reaching out to my father,
as well.

Uh, truth is,
while I did reach out,

I never got a response
from your father.

There was no email.

I just wanted you
to have some peace

before you went into surgery.
I thought it would help,

and I knew that you'd be able
to contact him yourself.

Maybe it's time for you
to get some rest, sweetheart.

You're right.

I couldn't have made it this far
without the two of you.

I needed you both.

Just like you two
need each other.

Ooh!

Oh!

-We are gathered here to say
farewell to Joseph Anders

and to commit him
into the hands of God.

His was a life fully lived.

Respected, admired,

counted upon,

Joseph was the
touchstone for many,

making everyone feel

as if they were
part of his family.

So, while we no doubt feel
sorrow for what we have lost,

let us not forget

to be grateful
for what we had.

A man we were all
privileged to know

and one who will not
soon be forgotten.

♪ Let's dance in style,
let's dance for a while ♪

♪ Heaven can wait,
we're only watching the skies ♪

♪ Hoping for the best
but expecting the worst ♪

♪ Are you gonna drop the bomb
or not? ♪

♪ Let us die young
or let us live forever ♪

♪ We don't have the power,
but we never say never ♪

♪ Sitting in a sandpit

♪ Life is a short trip

♪ The music's for the sad men

♪ Forever young

♪ I want to be forever young

♪ Do you really want
to live forever? ♪

♪ Forever and ever

♪ Some are like water,
some are like the heat ♪

♪ Some are a melody,
and some are the beat ♪

♪ Sooner or later,
we all will be gone ♪

♪ Why don't we stay young?

♪ It's so hard to get old
without a cause ♪

♪ I don't want to perish
like a fading horse ♪

♪ Youth's like diamonds
in the sun ♪

♪ And diamonds are forever

♪ So many ventures
given up today ♪

♪ So many songs
we forgot to play ♪

♪ So many dreams
swinging out of the blue ♪

♪ Well, let it come true

♪ Forever young

♪ I want to be
forever young... ♪

How're you doing?

Oh, um...

I don't think
it's really sunk in yet.

♪ And ever...

It's like losing
another father.

The one
who actually raised me.

Yeah, I'm sure.

But Cristal's
doing really well.

That should bring
you some comfort.

Oh, yeah. Yeah,
it definitely does.

Almost lost the two
most important people in my life

on the same day.

I'm sorry about before.

I shouldn't have yelled
at you like that. I just...

Hey, it's all good.
No apologies. We're...

We're okay. I just...

After seeing Cristal get
upset about her father,

I-I don't want anything
like that to happen to us.

It won't.

Thank you, son.

I know it sounds dumb,
but...

for some reason,

he always seemed
indestructible to me, you know?

Like...

Like there was no way

death would even try
and mess with him.

I know what you mean.

I worked with him for years.
I never once saw him flustered

or not completely
in control.

It was impressive.

I know how much
he meant to you.

And trust me, you meant
just as much to him.

It's like the world
won't let us catch a break.

As soon as we fixed
the Leo problem, we...

We didn't fix the Leo problem?

Somehow, he got the IRS
to drop the case.

Hey.

No word from Kirby,
I presume?

I've been trying
to find her for days.

Nobody has heard from her.

She's gone off the grid
with Oliver or something.

I can't believe she missed
-her own father's funeral.
She's gonna be devastated.

I don't know how
we're gonna tell her.

Well, I guess we'll have
to find her first.

Oliver, why are you calling me?

Shouldn't you be on the other
side of the world by now?

We need to talk, and yours
is the only number I have.

I can't talk.
There's a lot going on today.

Do you know how
I can get in touch with Kirby?

That's what I'm trying
to tell you.

There's a lot
going on here, too.

I'm getting on a plane.

Kirby's unable to talk
at the moment.

I don't understand.
Where are you?

-What're you talking about?
-She's a mess.

You have started this disaster,

and you
are going to clean it up.

I'll text you the address.
Then do me a favor

and lose my number.

What is it?

I know where Kirby is.

Kirby, are you in here?

Kirby?

Oh, my God.

Kirby.

She's barely got a pulse.
Call 911. Kirby.

Kirby, it's Sam.

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