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Previously on "revenge"...

When I was a child, my father was framed for a crime he didn't commit.

- Amanda! - Amanda Clarke no longer exists.

Before he died, he left a road map for revenge

that led me to the people who destroyed our lives.

I'm Lydia Davis.

We met briefly on the beach.

At the Southfork Inn.

You could've had anyone,

and you knew she was my closest friend!

Frank, would you please talk to these men?

Are you Mr. Grayson? No. I work for him.

Did I just hear Emily?

She said that she had to cancel dinner.

In revenge as in life,

every action has an equal and opposite reaction.

In the end, the guilty always fall.

Thank you for standing guard last night, Frank.

Were you able to sleep?

Not much.

Any leads as to who abducted Dr. Banks?

As of this morning, she was still unable

or unwilling to identify her attacker.

Victoria, don't worry.

I won't let anything happen to you.

Conrad's flying home this morning.

No, he's not.

His jet never left the hangar.

He spent the night in the city.

With Lydia?

What's this?

It's a transfer receipt from Conrad's account

in the Caymans to Lydia.

It's for $10 million.

I thought you should know.

Good morning.

Hey. Wow, ash. That dress is criminal.

Thank you. It's my dress-to-impress outfit.

I'm hoping Victoria pays more attention to it

than the disaster I made of her mother-daughter tea.

Those patient recordings had nothing to do with you.

She has to know that.

Mm. What the queen does and does not know is a complete mystery

to everyone but her and that creepy security goon Frank.

Oddly enough, they asked me more questions

about your potential involvement than mine.

My involvement?

Because that's exactly what I want...

my most embarrassing confessions about her son

broadcast for all to see.

Like I said, ridiculous.

Speaking of Daniel,

looks like he's back to his old ways.

He came home absolutely wankered last night.

Tyler had to practically carry him in.

How noble.

Anyway, it's safe to say that Victoria's week

is off to a monumentally rotten start.

Any ideas on how to thaw the ice queen?

Hmm. Well, Victoria relishes her status

as queen bee, right?

Pathologically.

Find an opportunity to get her back in the spotlight.

What events does she have coming up?

This week, the open arms charity gala.

Mm. Me, too.

See if you can get them

to honor Victoria for her tireless efforts.

You're a genius.

I'm gonna see you at Victoria's luncheon today, right?

Of course.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

Officials have confirmed

246 passenger fatalities

in the bombing of the jumbo jet,

but the final death toll will likely surge

to include many unaccounted-for persons on the ground.

A homegrown group of violent radicals

calling themselves Americon initiative

is claiming responsibility for the attack.

Hey, kiddo.

If I had known you were gonna get up early,

I woulda had you come swim with Sammy and me.

There was a plane crash, daddy.

Disaster vowed,

"to root out the murdering cowards

and bring them to swift justice."

"Conrad and Victoria knew

"the victims' families would need a devil

"to shoulder the blame for the money

"that Conrad had been laundering for the terrorists.

"They chose me as the patsy

"while passing themselves off as grieving benefactors.

"Never underestimate the power of guilt, Amanda.

It compels people to some pretty remarkable places."

Don't make a federal case out of it, mom.

It was a few drinks, okay?

You staggered home like a drunken sailor.

If it weren't for Tyler,

you might not have made it home at all.

Well, in Daniel's defense, Emily had just lied to him

and stood him up.

Look, can we drop this?

No, we cannot.

You violated our agreement.

You shouldn't have been in any bar in the first place.

You been drinking again, Daniel?

Intervention's over, dad. Mom won.

Hmm.

How was your trip?

It's gonna take an act of God to resuscitate this market.

Well, if you need any extra CPR at the office,

I'm happy to help. My internship... Mm?

At stern investments just fell through.

And as usual, their loss is Grayson Global's gain.

When can you start?

You tell me, sir.

- Get yourself dressed. - You start today.

You, too, Daniel.

It's clear your summer could use the structure.

Yes, sir.

I'm gone, what, two days, and Daniel's off the wagon?

How'd you let that happen?

I had my hands full.

Perhaps you can tell me where your hands have been.

What's my little girl with the infinity tattoo

up to today?

Suddenly, she's thinking of filing a restraining order.

Yeah, well, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?

So what irons are we throwing in the fire this week?

We are not throwing anything anywhere.

I am going for a swim.

Thought you might say that.

You know, it wouldn't, uh, it wouldn't kill you

to try and be nice to me.

Not part of the plan.

Certainly hasn't stopped you

from cozying up to Daniel Grayson.

That's because he actually is part of the plan.

Seems to me the best plan for him

has a minimum of 12 steps.

You know, if you really wanted to help me,

why didn't you get your new BFF Jack

to cut him off?

Not my fault.

Daniel's new sidekick was at the helm.

The guy was feeding him shots like a frat boy to a freshman.

Tyler. Mm-hmm.

That frat boy is becoming a huge problem.

He's more of an enabler than you are.

Daniel doesn't seem to mind.

Did you honestly think I wouldn't notice

the gaping hole where $10 million used to be?

I've seen the bank receipt.

I was trying to protect you.

The only thing you were trying to protect

is your weakness for her.

She has the power to expose us, Victoria.

I didn't have a choice.

You could've called her bluff.

After 15 years of complicity,

I don't think Lydia has it in her.

Maybe not before you exiled her,

but thanks to your handiwork,

she no longer has anything to lose.

I'd say we got away with a bargain.

It's because of your handiwork we're in this situation

in the first place.

Sorry, man.

I overslept.

Ah, no worries.

You're burnt.

You set the whole bar up all by yourself?

I've seen pop do it plenty of times.

♪ the rain comes down ♪

♪ it's been a... ♪

I didn't realize you were paying attention.

So remind again

why we gotta work so hard?

'Cause we decided not to sell,

and the bar is not gonna run itself.

I know all that, but there's nothing

that says we gotta do it all by ourselves.

Let's hire some help.

It's gonna cost money.

This place drove dad to his grave.

I ain't goin' out like that.

Lydia, hi.

How are you? It's been a long time.

Not that long.

I want my house back.

Pardon me?

This cottage is one of the few things

that still connects me to the life that I lost

the weekend that I met you.

I hand-picked

nearly every piece of decor in this place.

And your taste is impeccable, which is exactly

why I paid double the asking price...

to make sure it came fully furnished.

I'm contesting the sale.

I was technically on the deed,

and in spite of what y stumbled on to

between me and Conrad

at the Southfork Inn,

my ex-husband had no legal right to sell.

I'm sorry for what happened to you, Lydia.

And I get that you're upset, but the money from the sale

should more than compensate for your loss.

And what could a girl like you possibly know about loss?

If you want to give me your new address,

I'd be happy to pack up a few things for you

and ship them.

I'm not here to get my things back.

I'm here to get my life back.

And no one, least of all

a nosy troublemaker with a penchant

for turning my world upside down,

is gonna get in the way of that.

We all have our Southfork Inn, Emily.

I just made it my mission to find yours.

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so I know why I got roped into interning at the death star,

but why the hell would you want to ruin your summer,

working for my dad?

Are you kidding?

Grayson global is one of the largest wealth managers

on wall street.

Thanks for loaning me the suit, by the way.

Not too shabby.

You wear it well.

Oh, there's my damn phone.

Now if I could just find my credit card.

Oh, I think you left it at the "Blowaway".

Is that place for real?

Ty, another night like last night,

and I'll be spending the summer at one of your parents' houses,

which doesn't sound half bad, actually.

All you did was let off a little steam.

Don't let your parents make it a bigger deal than it was.

Besides, the tension around here isn't about you anyway.

Sounds like your mom's just still pissed

about that woman your dad slept it.

Come again?

Lydia something.

You didn't know?

Danny...

Missed you at breakfast.

Not hungry.

Charlotte...

We're going to have to discuss our communication problems

at some point.

And rather than dwelling on the past,

I think the remedy for us

would be to find some common ground.

Start spending some quality time together.

What'd you have in mind?

Well... for starters,

I thought it might be fun if you joined me and the ladies

for my weekly luncheon.

You're unbelievable, you know that?

The only reason you want to parade me

in front of your lady puppets is to prove I've forgiven you.

Exactly how many more times do I have to apologize

before you do?

You wished I'd never been born.

Do me a favor and pretend I wasn't.

Excuse me.

I have a special delivery for Victoria Grayson.

Gift from a Conrad Grayson.

Where do I sign?

Here you go, bud.

Ah. Thanks, man.

Captain Jack.

Forgot my credit card.

You coulda called.

Would've been happy to drop that in the mail for you.

I also wanted to apologize,

face-to-face.

I had a bit of a bad night last night.

Girl problems, you know?

You mean those girls over by the pool table?

Looked like you were doing just fine.

Right.

Yeah, they were pretty friendly.

Tell him I'm a real people person.

Uh, Jack,

you see that guy over there?

His name's bull, and he wants the bartending gig.

Scares the hell outta me.

All right. I'll handle it. I'll handle it.

Sorry again about last night.

Forget about it.

Emily.

I'm so happy you've decided to join our weekly lunch.

Ashley has continually alerted me

of your interest in all my causes.

It's a wonder we haven't crossed paths before.

Listen, I'm so sorry

about you and Daniel, dear.

The way he's been behaving lately,

perhaps it's for the best.

Thank you so much for coming today, ladies.

Saturday's benefit for Open Arms

is one of the season's most important events

because of the magnitude of their outreach.

Mrs. Grayson, may I?

As I'm sure most of you know, Open Arms always selects

one charity to highlight at the gala.

This year, they'll recognize the hard work

of the victims' united outreach.

Hmm.

Victims' united?

Conceived in 1995 by the families

of the passengers who lost their lives on flight 1-9-7.

Their mission is to provide aid and counsel

to the survivors of terrorism

in 63 countries around the world.

Wow. What a wonderful cause.

The Graysons were the ones

who first endowed the organization back in 1995

so... Open Arms has decided

to honor them for their pioneering efforts.

Congratulations, Victoria.

No one deserves the recognition more than you.

Lydia.

I had no idea you were still doing work for Open Arms.

Mm.

But more importantly,

I thought you'd decided to summer elsewhere.

Well, what can I say?

It was a decision I wasn't entirely comfortable with.

And now that my divorce is finalized, thank God,

it's my full intention to return to the fold.

If you'll have me, of course.

Of course.

Michael's loss is our gain.

Excuse me. I really do have to take this.

How did you like the surprise?

Well, if sending Lydia over to our house

is your idea of a surprise,

then you've grossly misjudged my sense of humor.

Wait a minute. Lydia came to the house?

You have completely mishandled this situation.

Uh, y-you're right. I'm... I'm sorry.

I'll talk to Frank and decide how best to proceed.

In the meantime, try to find it in your heart

to accept my honest apology.

And if not my apology, then at least accept the car.

What car?

This is a $200,000 car, easy.

Oh, yeah? See those pedals?

One's a brake, one's a gas,

same as a dump truck.

I'm sorry I came by unannounced.

The truth is, is I had no idea

you were having a luncheon today

why would you? It was by invite only.

I came to apologize.

For sleeping with my husband or for blackmailing us?

I'm just not quite sure

which apology I should be aiming my forgiveness at.

I made a terrible mistake with Conrad.

And if I could go back and undo it,

I swear, I would.

You're my one true friend, Victoria.

I miss you.

I miss us.

Lydia,

what a surprise to see you again...

twice in one day.

I packed up some of your things and sent them to you.

You shouldn't have gone through the trouble.

Please think about what I said.

Twice in one day?

Mm-hmm.

Lydia came by this morning,

begging for her house back.

Some mix-up in the divorce settlement.

Well, it's a fantastic piece of real estate.

I forbid you to let go of it.

Oh, I have no intention of it,

but when I politely declined, she practically threatened me.

Oh, it's an empty threat, I can assure you.

I'm sure you're right.

I guess I'm still on edge about what happened with Dr. Banks.

Mm. It's safe to say that we all are.

It's hard to imagine that none of us saw

a saboteur tampering with the DVD

just before it played.

I was thinking the same thing this morning

when I was packing Lydia's things.

I came across

this signed book by Dr. Banks

with some quote about

taking back control of her life.

I didn't know that Lydia was a patient of Dr. Banks.

Well, why would you?

She was one of the only people

whose sessions weren't exposed.

You're home.

I was beginning to question if you lived here anymore.

Well, then we're even,

because I was beginning to question

if you'd lost my number.

W-w... actually, I lost my phone.

Uh, Tyler told me you canceled dinner.

What is he talking about?

I came by to see what you like to eat.

I'll kill him.

I stared at empty chair for two hours

until I finally accepted that you had stood me up.

Your chair didn't look so empty to me.

I saw you and Jack through the windows.

I know. I'm not proud of it.

I made that dinner for you, Daniel.

Jack and I are just friends.

He came by unexpected and he was hungry.

I didn't want the food to go to waste.

I'm such an idiot.

Yeah, a little bit.

You know, I was supposed to start working

for my dad today, but couldn't do it.

Why not?

Because he's a philandering dirtbag.

And if I can't look at him,

how am I supposed to work for him?

Are you sure you're not using

the fact that he's a philandering dirtbag

as an excuse not to have to work for him?

Well, it's not just that...

I'm finally seeing him for what he really is.

I think it's also that he now sees me

for what I really am.

And what's that?

Scared...

I guess.

Yeah.

It's a hell of a lot harder to disappoint your father

than to let him know he disappointed you.

Daniel, is that you?

No, it's the other child,

the disposable one.

Oh, Charlotte, don't talk like that.

Here are the keys to your new car.

Ground me, restrict me... do whatever you want.

I could honestly care less.

You keep it.

You're giving me a $200,000 car?

If it means that you'll stop this torture,

then, yes.

Wow, mom.

I guess you really do love me after all.

Hey, rock star.

Missed you at the office today.

Why would you lie to me about Emily canceling our date?

I was just trying to protect you

from making a mistake.

That is a load of crap.

Seriously, Danny...

Do you remember when I dated Claire Sedgely,

and you swore up and down that she wasn't good for me,

even though I didn't want to hear it?

Oh, that... that's not the same thing. It's not even in the same ballpark.

It's exactly the same thing.

Whose idea was it to have that pledge hit on her

to prove that she would cheat on me, huh?

Brother to brother,

I was just trying to help.

Well, do me a favor. Don't.

How did you get over to Lydia's house, Shamu?

And who do we have behind door number one?

Have you lost your mind?

What the hell kind of stunt are you pulling,

showing up at my house?

I went to see Victoria.

It had nothing to do with you.

Nothing to do with me, huh?

Victoria is seething.

That's exactly why I went.

I'm trying to repair the damage that my relationship with you

caused our friendship.

A friendship that exists only in your imagination,

I assure you.

She just needs more time.

Rather than making this harder,

you might want to think about facilitating

a detente for the two of us.

A detente...

Between my mistress and my wife?

If I'm gonna get my life back,

then I need Victoria to accept me.

And I can't think of a better place

than the open arms benefit.

Get her on board, Conrad.

Otherwise...

otherwise what...

Another empty threat?

Empty?

How does this sound?

"The Graysons are incredibly powerful, your honor.

"I was intimidated into helping them frame David Clarke

"and then threatened by their head of security

if I didn't comply."

The prosecution rests.

You're bluffing.

Try me.

I tried to reason with her.

Lydia doesn't want money anymore.

The only thing that'll placate her

is if Victoria welcomes her back into the fold.

I am not welcoming that scheming harlot anywhere

until we've exhausted all our options.

Well, there's definitely

more aggressive ways to handle the situation.

Hold on a minute.

She's a lonely socialite. She's not an ax murderer.

Did she or did she not threaten to take you down

at the benefit tonight?

Yeah, she danced around it.

Look, Victoria, you asked me to call her bluff once.

I say we do it tonight.

Well, that was before I found out

how completely unhinged she's become.

Lydia was a patient of Dr. Banks,

and her tapes were the only ones that weren't leaked.

You think she was behind the kidnapping?

Who knows what that woman's capable of?

She could be behind everything.

I'll get into it.

But if Victoria's suspicions are right,

we handle this my way.

Conrad, you still have the keys to her place?

Backseat glove box.

What are you doing?

Lydia Davis...

Is on to you.

What are you talking about?

Well, one minute she's pounding Chardonnay

and yelling at Conrad.

The next, she's staring

at a photograph from a Grayson party.

She spent her morning calling catering companies

asking about employee rosters from a new year's eve party

back in 2003.

How could you know all of this?

Um...

I-I might have bugged your house.

You what?

Well, I-I promised your father

that I would look after you.

I mean, look...

You practically throw me out every time I'm here,

so it was the best way I knew how, and...

I don't know how the camera ended up at Lydia's.

It's probably 'cause I shipped it to her.

We have to get our hands on that photograph.

Why? What has she stumbled on to?

A few months after I was released from juvie,

I catered a new year's eve party for Grayson Global.

I wanted to see for myself who those people were.

Oh.

I'm surprised you didn't go all ninja on them

right then and there.

The event planner was called consummate catering.

I need you to hack into their employee database,

find my name, and delete it.

I'm gonna be late for this party. Can you do it?

Mm. I'll try.

But just in case,

you might want to whip up a story about

why billionaire Emily Thorne

needs to spend her new year's eve

slinging champagne at corporate events.

Emily Thorne didn't work that party, Nolan.

Amanda Clarke did.

It was before I changed my name.

Good evening, Ms. Thorne.

If I had known you were coming,

we could have all ridden over together.

Well, next time.

Victoria, you look beautiful.

As do you. Mm.

I don't suppose you've talked to Daniel.

Yes. We cleared up our misunderstanding.

But if you're wondering why he's not here this evening,

I'm afraid it has more to do

with things at home than with me.

Lydia!

♪ When we're out together ♪

♪ dancing cheek to cheek ♪

♪ Heaven ♪

Ashley, would you please take us to our table?

Of course. Follow me.

♪ And the cares that hung around me ♪

As you're no longer simple guests,

but official honorees,

the organizers have arranged for you to sit

at the Victims United table.

Mrs. Grayson, this is you.

♪ When we're out together ♪

♪ dancing cheek to cheek ♪

I lost both my sons

and my husband on that plane.

And as angry as I am

at the people who are responsible,

I am determined

to do something positive with my family's legacy.

I just don't know what that is yet.

We have to help her.

We have to help all of 'em.

It's not a good idea to draw attention

back to the company.

As far as the world is concerned,

David Clarke is responsible for that crash.

The world doesn't know what happened,

and I cannot live with this guilt anymore.

No, she might be right, Frank.

Endowing a charity could serve

to improve the company's public image.

Now you have about half an hour

until Lydia introduces you.

Lydia's introducing us?

I think it was supposed to be a surprise,

but I know how you detest those. Mm.

Enjoy.

We have to talk to Frank.

Lydia, aren't you dressed to kill?

I hope you got that box that I sent you.

I did, though it really wasn't necessary,

as you won't be in my house much longer.

Pack your bags, sweetie.

I found your Southfork Inn.

Hey, Houston. We have a problem.

That, uh, catering company only has a hard copy

of the employee manifest,

which they're faxing over to Lydia

any minute now.

All right. I'm heading over there.

I'll let you know when it comes through.

Damn it.

Daniel's here.

Well... Let me do it.

I'll fire up the chopper,

and I-I can be downtown in 20 minutes.

All right.

I'm gonna text you Lydia's address.

As soon as you get the fax, let me know.

Daniel.

You made it.

Shall we?

Victoria, you were right.

Lydia is behind everything.

I just found her open arms speech on her computer.

She's planning to expose you tonight.

You have proof of this?

I'm staring at it right now.

She writes, "ladies and gentlemen,

"everyone here tonight is a victim,

"a victim of fraud and deceit

"so dark and despicable

"that it has taken me 15 terrible years

to tell the truth about the monsters responsible...

Victoria and Conrad Grayson."

What do you want me to do?

I'll handle her from this end,

and you handle her from yours.

Lydia.

What did you say to her?

Exactly what she was so desperate to hear.

What do we do now?

Sit and pray that she believed me.

Thank you all.

So much could be said

for the remarkable benefactors

that I've been asked to introduce tonight.

But knowing them as well as I do,

I'm certain that they would rather

I recognize their charity instead.

Please join me in honoring my dear friends

Conrad and Victoria Grayson

and the heroic members

of Victims United outreach.

Let me get this straight.

Your mom said she was sorry, then she gave you this car?

Just gave it to you, like it was nothing.

It is nothing.

Oh, you guys got some cool ways of resolving

your family issues.

Oh, my God.

Charlotte, um, pull over.

Listen, dad...

The world you operate in isn't for me.

I don't want to follow your path.

Then what path do you plan to follow, Daniel?

I don't know.

Well, maybe I can hasten your decision.

Till you come to your senses, I'm freezing your trust.

Do whatever you have to, dad.

Well done, Lydia.

I am so happy that we're friends again.

Well, it certainly appears that way, doesn't it?

But then again,

appearances can be deceiving, can't they?

And you've practically made it an art form.

Understand something, Lydia.

Every time I smile at you across a room

or we run into each other at a luncheon,

or I welcome you into my home...

Let that smile be a reminder

of just how much I despise you.

And that every time I hug you,

hmm?

The warmth you feel

is my hatred burning through.

Good-bye, Lydia.

My husband's waiting for me.

Looks like I may not be the only Grayson

getting cut off tonight.

My sister just got arrested.

What?

What the hell are you doing here?

It was all you...

Destroying Senator Kingsly,

Dr. Banks, Harmon, extorting Conrad.

You really take

this "woman scorned" thing seriously, don't you?

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

Get out!

Oh!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Ohh! Aah.

Ohh!

Help! Somebody, help!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Everything okay?

Yes. Sorry... For all the texting.

Just a friend.

Folks, I need you to step back, please.

Are you gonna tell your parents about Charlotte?

No. I mean, compared to

the rest of the secrets in this family,

this is a drop in the bucket.

She's lucky to have you looking out for her.

I wish I had someone like that growing up.

Well, you have someone like that now.

So...

How do I look $100 million lighter?

How do you feel $100 million lighter?

Kind of liberated, actually.

The truth can do that.

One day, your father might even respect you for it.

Well, till then, I guess we'll go Dutch.

It's too bad your dad isn't around

to see the kind of person you turned out to be.

He'd be proud.

Emily.

Jack, hi.

What are you...

Danny.

Thank you so much.

Can you believe they thought I stole the car?

What I can't believe is that you were doing 70 in a 40.

You okay? Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

It's no big deal.

How much is this little stunt gonna cost me?

Not a thing.

They were just holding them to teach 'em a lesson.

Said I was part of the family, they let him out.

Thank you.

I... I owe you one.

Come on, dec.

Hey, Jack.

Now that you mention it, that bartending gig still open?

Yeah, why?

Turns out, I kinda need a job.

Any chance you'd give me a shot?

Give me a call at the bar.

What a night.

I'll say.

You really serious about taking that job

at the Stowaway?

Right now, all I'm serious about

is taking you to the bedroom.

Then what are you waiting for?

♪ Twice I turn my back on you ♪

♪ I fell flat on my face but didn't lose ♪

Guilt is a powerful affliction.

You can try to turn your back on it,

but that's when it sneaks up behind you

and eats you alive.

It's Frank.

I have some bad news to report.

Lydia Davis just jumped off her balcony.

Call me when you get this.

♪ Gone fragile ♪

♪ was it both men ♪

♪ in wonder steady gone under? ♪

♪ was it the light ways ♪

♪ so frightening? ♪

♪ was it two wills ♪

♪ one mirror ♪

Some people struggle to understand their own guilt,

unwilling or unable to justify the part they play in it.

Aah! Aah!

Oh!

Aah!

♪ ...once ♪

Others run away from their guilt,

shedding their conscience

until there's no conscience left at all.

Help!

Aah!

♪ Was it the blue night ♪

But I run toward my guilt.

I feed off of it.

I need it.

♪ Was it both men ♪

♪ in wonder steady gone under? ♪

- You've called Emily. - Leave a message.

Emily... Where the hell are you?

♪ Was it two wills ♪

I think Frank just killed Lydia.

♪ One mirror holding... ♪

My father died never knowing

if I would ever come to believe his innocence.

For me, guilt is one of the few lanterns

that still light my way.

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