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Previously on Revenge...

Oh, God.

The coroner ruled it
an accident.

This dark chapter in our lives
is finally over.

- We can move on.
- I don't know if I can.

Let him go, Niko.

He's guilty of killing my father,
lying to me about it.

Emily, no!
She doesn't deserve to die.

I've been blacking out.

Get help before you do
something else you regret.

- So, you're Conrad's first wife?
- We all make mistakes, right?

This house belongs to me.

I own this place, and I want you
out by the end of the week.

Jack, I'm your mother.

What is going on with you, Ems?
Blackouts?

I lashed out at you.
I jeopardized Aiden's life.

I'm starting to go after
the wrong people, Nolan.

What am I gonna do?

We spend our lives

struggling to hold on to
the things we value most...

...to the people and things

we believe we could
never exist without.

But our memories
are often an illusion...

...protecting a far more
destructive truth.

They're considering
an all-cash offer?

Did you tell them
that I have a little boy?

Fine.

Well... Bye.

House hunting
in this market's tough, huh?

I'm just trying to get on
with my life.

Is that why you haven't returned my calls
in the past three days?

Jack, I just...

I'd like for you
to hear me out.

I wondered why I'd never seen
any photos of me

as a newborn with my mom.

I said goodbye and...

I left you with your father
a week after

that picture was taken.

He sent mementos
over the years --

your artwork
and sailing ribbons.

He made it possible
to bear being away.

I'm glad he made it easy.

It was never easy, Jack.

And I...

I can't make up
for the time we lost.

So why try now?

It's complicated.

Well...

I think it's best if we keep
our lives to ourselves.

Man never had it easy,

and, sure,
he made his mistakes.

But he always rose above,

and we stood by him,
just like he stood by us.

So, here's to you, Jimmy.

Taken too soon,

but we know you're throwing back
with Saint Peter now.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Guy had you all fooled.

You got something to say, pal?

Jimmy Brennan was a rapist

who deserves to be exactly
where he is right now --

rotting in a box.

You're packing up.

Good to see you know
when to surrender.

Well, that word's not
in my vocabulary.

These are simply pieces on loan
for the Hamptons Art Walk.

I have no intention
of going anywhere.

Yet this property
belongs to me.

Well, that is
a rather tenuous claim,

as you've neither set foot on
nor paid taxes for this land

in all your years away.

Oh, your lawyer's advised you
to deny me access

with the claim of abandonment --
clever.

But if he were really sharp,

he'd know that
I was defrauded title

since Conrad
hid ownership from me.

Decades later,
you're still that man's pawn.

What I am, Victoria,

is the legal owner
of this house,

which I intend to raze
to the ground.

Oh, Stevie,

you and I both know the only thing
guaranteed to crumble is you.

- Nolan?
- Hey.

God. Next time I agree
to chair an Art Walk, please --

It happened again.

- What do you mean?
- What do you think?

One second,
I'm at Grayson Manor,

and the next,
I come to on my porch with this.

What the hell did you do?

Destroyed my father's carving.

- At least it wasn't someone.
- This time.

- I thought you had these blackouts under control.
- Yeah, so did I.

I need to figure something out.

- Emily, maybe it's time --
- Don't tell me to go to a doctor!

All right, then I'll help you.

We'll leave town.
We'll go anywhere.

No, I need to finish
what I started.

How can you if you cannot
even trust yourself?

Look, for starters,
why don't you put the knife down?

You can't let this destroy you.

I won't.

Ems.
Emily, wait.

- What are you gonna do?
- What I should've done in the first place.

I'm gonna kill them all.

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- I'm all right.
- No, Patrick, you're not.

Why would you go
to Jimmy's wake?

Expose him for the bastard
that he was.

And allow yourself to be beaten
bloody by a bunch of thugs?

You're going to
get yourself killed.

Well, maybe I should.

You don't
honestly believe that.

I don't know
what I believe anymore.

Believe that I love you...

That Jimmy got what he deserved,
and that we need to move on.

Don't let your rage
consume you.

It might be too late.

Well, since you won't
return my phone calls,

I figured I'd use my
"Find a Former Friend" app.

I'm just --
I'm trying to get out of town.

But I know why
you're still here.

Emily's in trouble.

Look, she almost had me killed,

so if you're looking for me to save her,
I pass.

You can't help somebody
who doesn't want it.

Really?
Because from what I remember,

you were an unfocused disaster
when Emily rescued your ass

and brought you to Takeda.

Believe me, if he were still alive,
I would go to him.

You're the only one
that can reach her now.

No one can reach Emily.

- She's got the strongest will I've ever known.
- Had.

She's broken down,
she's out of control.

She said she's going to
kill all the Graysons.

Then let her.
That's what I would've done.

You're not listening to me.

She's about to do something she
will not come back from, ever.

I was surprised you called.

The Graysons are notorious
for using the same old fossils.

Those private investigators
are loyal to my parents.

I want someone interested

in building a relationship
with a new regime.

Thought you just needed me
tailing someone.

For now, I do.

I assume you're familiar
with my wife.

She disappears at odd hours,
doesn't come home...

And may be conspiring
with my father.

You want a tail for him, too?

'Cause that would
require extra manpower.

No, I've got him covered.

No, no, no.
I don't need to think about it.

My answer is no.

You, on the other hand,
I'm glad I said yes to.

These are
the reports you wanted,

but I didn't have access to some
of the financials you asked for.

Oh, that's all right, sweetheart.
I can get those myself.

Who was that on the phone?

No one who would interest you.

Try me.

That was a representative
from a hedge fund

interested in buying
my stake in Voulez

at an amateurishly
inflated price.

And why say no?

Because, my dear,
you can't put a price tag

on working alongside
your own daughter.

And my interest in this endeavor
is just starting to pique.

Now, as Voulez's emissary
at today's Art Walk,

I need to go home and slip
into something more creative.

Daddy, please don't start
calling the South Fork home.

- It makes me sad.
- Oh, really?

Well, I'm the happiest
I've been in ages.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Don't worry. You're safe.

- From who?
- From yourself.

Attempting to kill Conrad
in his suite with no cover,

- no exit strategy.
- I had no choice.

How many times have you told me
that murder is not the answer?

- I'm out of options. Untie me, Aiden.
- You're desperate.

You're flailing around in the dark
without a plan.

When you were shot,
it set something free in your mind.

It's consuming you.

And, what,
you're gonna try to snap me out of it?

I'm gonna make you
deal with it.

Takeda had ways of reaching
your subconscious before.

Don't you dare.

As chair
of the cultural arts board,

I want to thank you all
for your participation.

You have your assignments,
so let's have a great event.

I was just at the marina.

It looks beautiful, Nolan.

Worthy of having Stefano Leone
as our V.I.P. guest.

As one of his
original benefactors,

I thought it was only fitting

to have the master grace us
with his presence.

Mm. Jealous, Vicky?

I mean, I guess that's the difference
between you and I in the art world.

You collect, and I connect.

Frankly, I'm surprised
you showed up to this meeting at all.

Unlike yourself,
I have little interest

in playing dilettante
with these women.

I'm here to have a conversation
with you alone.

Well, hang on a sec while I hide
all the blunt objects.

I mean, that is how you and your kind
prefer to deal with me.

Do you have any idea what
your spiteful retaliation did to my son?

Hopefully create an irreparable
rift between you two.

Well, then, you'll be disappointed to learn
that your plan didn't work.

The only thing meeting
his father accomplished

was to destroy Patrick.

I'm sorry.

You expect me to feel guilty for
helping Patrick find his father?

Jimmy Brennan was a horrible,
violent man.

And Patrick learned
that he was born

from an unspeakable
circumstance.

I hid the truth
to protect my son,

and now, because of your childish,
myopic games,

Patrick thinks
he's unworthy of love.

I didn't know.

And in your arrogance,
you didn't care.

My son is on the precipice.

His life is at risk,

and the blame rests squarely on
your narrow shoulders, Mr. Ross.

I'm not sure
how much longer I'll be.

Come on in. It's open.

Right.

No matter what I decide to do
with Grayson Manor,

I'm prepared to force
an eviction.

Uh-huh.

I'll call you back.

I got a call
from my realtor today.

Seems the house I was about to
lose is now mine if I want it.

That's wonderful.

I asked what made the owners
change their minds, and...

...he said they'd received
an e-mail on my behalf

from a top attorney --

one who talked about how my kid
and I deserve my dream home

after the difficult life
that I've had.

- I wanted to help.
- Why?

I mean,
if my dad sent you this stuff,

then you knew that we were
on hard times before.

Please.

Let me just do this for you.

You know what my last memory
of the woman who raised me is?

The giant breakfast that she made me.

It was eggs and bacon,
pancakes.

And ice cream.

Could never figure out why

until my dad told me
that she'd left us.

I'm not doing this
out of guilt.

Come on. How could you not be?

Unless you really are a Grayson,
since I know they never feel it.

I am nothing like them.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

I know, uh, you've got a long
history of popping by my place,

so I decided
I'd return the favor.

Besides, knew it was
the only way you'd see me.

You shouldn't be here, Nolan.

Look.

I know we have been
through the ringer,

but, uh, I had no idea

who your father was
when I dropped that bomb.

So, if you did know,
that would've stopped you?

Yeah...
Patrick, it would have.

But I'm starting
to wonder what,

if anything, will stop you.

I read about Jimmy's death.
I don't know, should we call it a murder?

- They ruled that an accident.
- I know,

which is fast becoming a
euphemism for "Patrick did it."

So, let me ask you --
how many people did you kill

before you came to the Hamptons?
'Cause my guess is zero.

Don't stand there and act so innocent, Nolan.
We both know you're not.

I don't have blood on my hands.

Wait, so does Victoria
pick the victims,

or are you just scoring points
with Mommy?

You got no idea what she's been through,
so stop attacking her.

Or what?
I'll have an accident next?

You've totally changed.

You don't even see it.

You really think you know me,
don't you?

You don't.

I know you used
to be an artist.

- Yeah, well...
- And I know you've got a booth at the Art Walk

that's currently sitting empty,

and I know that Stefano Leone
will be disappointed.

Stefano Leone's gonna be there?

I set it up
back when we were dating.

I, uh,
wanted it to be a surprise.

Patrick...

I wanted good things for you, and --
call me crazy --

Mm, I still do.

But since I forgot
that you can't do anything

that Victoria doesn't sanction,

I will send Stefano
your regrets.

That's not gonna work!

Only by stripping away the body
can we then focus on your mind,

and by shedding that,
your soul.

- You'll never be Takeda.
- You think I want to be here?

I only came back
because you destroyed us,

and I won't let that be
for nothing.

- I didn't ask for your help.
- God, you're ungrateful.

You don't even know
who your allies are anymore.

- But I know who my enemies are.
- Who, the Graysons?

Then why didn't
your blackouts harm them?

No, instead,
you went after Nolan and me.

You're misdirecting your anger.

I think the person you're
truly angry at is yourself,

but you won't admit it.

Go to hell.

Emily?

My father...

He's to blame for everything.

Paul Charney.

Or should I say
"Your Honor" now?

Enjoying a respite
before the fall term?

To be honest, Stevie,
I just heard some disturbing news.

Paul and I were discussing
your plans to level Grayson Manor.

I've actually changed my mind.

Now I'm thinking it could be put
to better use as a halfway house.

The manor is
an architectural treasure.

And Paul is the chairperson

of the South Hampton
historical commission.

He wants to see to it that it's protected
by national landmark laws.

Which means it can't be used
as a treatment center

or anything else.

A landmark needs to meet
half a dozen historical criteria

to be registered.

I hardly think
Grayson Manor qualifies,

unless there's a value in
the legacy of tabloid scandals.

Careful, Stevie.

You're no stranger to scandal,
either.

See you in court.

Well, it seems it's not just me
you'll be fighting with.

It's funny. I wouldn't think
you'd need so much help.

Are you ready to talk?

Untie me, please.

It was my father all along.

That's why you defaced
the carving he made for you.

Or was it something more?

He carved it the morning
he was taken.

Why that day?

I don't know.

I think I was in trouble
for something.

Are you certain
that it was your fault?

Try and remember, Emily.

It was the night
before he was taken.

Victoria.

She was saying she wanted to
run away with him.

He didn't see me,
but she saw me in the shadows.

She gave me this look.

You already told me all this.

Be brave enough to go deeper.

I knew she couldn't be trusted.

I just wanted
to make sure he was okay.

David.

- David!
- Get out!

- No!
- Amanda, stop!

- No!
- Stop! Stop!

- Hey. Hey.
- Let me go! You yelled at me!

What's she doing here?
I don't like her! She hates me!

Why would you say that?

You don't even know her yet.

No, tell her to go away now!

I'm not gonna do that, Amanda.
I love her, and you will, too.

No, she's not my mom.

Hey. Hey.
Your mom is gone.

You have to accept Victoria,

because
we are gonna be a family.

He got his wish.

I'm a Grayson now.

Emily.

Why didn't he listen to me?

Why?

Everything could've
been different.

- Everything could've been...
- It's okay.

- Patrick?
- Hi.

Well, after this morning,
I didn't think you would come.

Well, I, you know,
figured forcing myself out

might help me shake whatever
it is I'm feeling, so...

It's important that you stop
torturing yourself

about the past and start living
in the present...

...because there are always
problems to be dealt with.

Something wrong?

Oh, nothing that you need
to worry about.

Let's focus on putting
your artwork up, yeah?

Mom, why don't you just
tell me what's going on?

Stevie Grayson.

She's proving
to be more tenacious

at the pursuit
of our home than I thought.

You got the city council
on your side, right?

Well, they're no match
for her legal acrobatics.

To think that when she
and Conrad were together,

she was nothing but a socialite
enjoying the high life.

What changed her?

I did.

After Conrad left her for me,
it must've been a wake-up call.

But if she thinks that I'm going
to tolerate her insolence,

she's wrong.

There are other ways
to deal with her.

What are you trying to say?

That if I created this beast,

don't you think
it's time I slay it?

Mom, I need to know what it is
you're planning to do.

I won't go
into the details here.

Today is about you and your work,
all right?

I finally remember
what I did during my blackouts.

It's all because
of that one memory.

That's why I was
sabotaging everything.

Because you didn't
think he was worth it.

With everything that happened
with my father, I understand.

You're the only person
who knew how to save me.

- I'm not sure I deserve it.
- You do.

And so does your father.

The only mistake he made was

falling for the wrong woman.

Which means I still
need to clear his name.

Now, that's the Emily I know.

Now,
you finish what you started.

You make them pay
for what they've done.

The brush strokes
are a bit heavy,

but I think maybe
that was intentional.

Uh, Mr. Leone.
It's an honor, sir.

An honor would be
an answer to my question.

Right. Uh...

Honestly,
I was trying to --

was trying to ram the paint
through the canvas that day,

which never really leads
to good art, does it?

But the talent is there.

I understand you run a gallery.

Uh, with my mother, yes.
I do, yeah.

Well, then,
this may not interest you,

but I've been looking for an
apprentice in my Tuscan studio.

The pay is minimal,
and the hours are long.

Uh, I...

- I don't know what to say. Um...
- Just consider it.

Hey.

Finally feel like talking?

- Yeah.
- Good.

Come here for a second.

Now, you know,
we all make mistakes, Amanda.

I'm sorry that we fought
and that you got scared.

I, uh, never want that for you.

Right.

Daddy, what are you doing?

Right now, it all looks
really bad, right?

Yeah.

But you and I --
we can fix any problem.

When this is done,
it's gonna be a reminder

that no mistake
is ever gonna break us apart.

As long as you never forget
I love you.

Emily?

Jack, hey.

Can I, uh...

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Of course.

When your mom showed up,
did you get a chance to talk to her?

I mean... honestly?

Um...
I wish I could have.

Why?

'Cause my mother
just came back,

and I'm not really sure
what to do about it.

What?

You haven't seen her
in 20 years.

Actually,
I'm not talking about the person

that I've been pissed off at this whole time
for bailing on me and Dec.

What do you mean?

Stevie Grayson
is my biological mother.

What?

She had an affair with my dad,
and she left town,

hid the pregnancy from Conrad,

then my dad and mom
raised me as their own.

Stevie Grayson?

Are you sure?

What else did she say?

Just, you know,
that it was hard to let me go,

but I can tell that
she's holding something back.

And if she's
this closed off already,

I don't see the point
in making an effort.

Well, if this is true,

she's the only parent you've got.

And, yeah,
she made a mistake years ago, but...

Maybe you should
give her a chance.

Just please be careful.

And, Jack...

Thanks for giving me
a chance, too.

It means a lot.

Mom,
this is really hard for me to say.

But, uh...

You know that when you hurt,
I hurt, too.

And the problem is,
when someone hurts you,

I become someone
I barely recognize,

someone who will

strike out to protect
the one person I value most.

And I know now where
that darkness comes from.

It comes from my father.

I feel like if I stay here,
others will suffer, too.

I've been given an opportunity,

one that I think
will make you proud of me.

But it means
I have to leave here.

And I hate doing this the way
that I'm doing it,

but I can't look in your eyes.

If I did, I would waver.

I really hope you understand.

Goodbye, Mom.
I will always love you.

Have you heard the news?

Pascal LeMarchal
is on his way from Paris.

Oh, I didn't know
you were such a fan.

Well, I'm not, really,
but he's one of the biggest media moguls

in the world,
and he'll be in these offices tomorrow.

Right on schedule.

That's why you challenged
Margaux's authority.

You knew she'd have to
go to the board.

Which meant
running home to Papa,

and I knew
he couldn't resist engaging me

on his daughter's behalf.

But why do you want
Mr. LeMarchal here?

Oh, well, Charlotte,
I could tell you,

or, if you want to see
how the business of power works,

you could take a ringside seat.

Sign me up.

Jack.

The only time I've missed out
on my kid's life

is when things were truly
messed up,

so whatever it was
that made you stay away,

it must've been bad, but...

I guess I just wanted to make sure
it wasn't because of me or my dad.

It wasn't.

I was actually trying to
protect you from who I was then.

When I lived here,

I couldn't exist
without a drink in my hand,

hence my time at your bar
and with your father.

But now I'm sober,
coming up on 20 years.

I was, um...

I was in rehab
for the first time

when I found out
I was pregnant.

But after I had you, I realized

I couldn't be a decent mother
until I learned how to take care of myself,

which took longer
than I expected.

- It was 30 years.
- I know.

The Hamptons are
full of triggers for me,

the greatest
being Conrad and Victoria.

Well...
That, I can understand.

But still, why now?

I was ready to face them.

And you.

Then how about this?

How about you come over
to my house tomorrow,

officially meet your grandson?

I would like nothing more.

I thought Brunello appropriate

to honor the next chapter
of Patrick's life.

Please thank Stefano again for
affording him the opportunity.

You were the one that made him
an offer he couldn't refuse, but...

In truth,
even without the money,

he thinks your boy has talent.

Of course he does.

Maybe now, Patrick can rid his
heart of all the hurt and hatred

that clouded it
during his time here.

Your plan worked, Victoria.

You did the right thing.

It sickens me that the only way
to save Patrick

was to let him think
I was a monster

who wanted Stevie Grayson dead.

- What? No snappy rejoinder?
- None needed.

You let me help
break your heart.

Don't tell me yours
doesn't hurt, too.

To Patrick.

To my son.

I assume you have
information on my wife.

It wasn't as difficult to track
as you led me to believe.

Was she with my father?

I think you're testing
the wrong theory.

She actually broke into his room
at the South Fork.

- Why?
- I don't know what her plan was.

About 30 seconds later,
some guy came in after her.

I had to duck behind a wall
so he didn't see me.

The next thing I know,
they're gone.

So you lost them?

I came out the service entrance
and caught a plate as he drove off.

Fed the specs to a couple
buddies in the force,

and a couple hours later,
they found his car.

You've seen him before.

And I never thought I'd be
happy to see him again.

I'm glad it worked out.

I finally, uh,
understand why she was scared.

Turns out
she's a recovering alcoholic.

The Graysons aren't
exactly her favorite people.

Well,
it's good that she opened up.

Ah.

Duty calls.

- Good night, Emily.
- Good night.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sprucing up the cottage?

That's a good sign.
How you feeling?

Better.

Yeah, I think I finally have
a handle on all this.

Now that you've sent
your demons packing,

is Danny next?

Not until I know
what my next step is,

but it will be good to have
a refuge from Grayson Manor.

Then...

Consider this
a house re-warming.

And...

Only your touch can open it.

Thank you, Nolan.

For this,

and for sending Aiden today.

I almost lost everything.

Yeah,
I hoped he'd come through for you.

So,
I think this calls for a toast.

I'm thinking...
gin martinis?

Gin martinis?

Turns out
she's a recovering alcoholic.

Gin on her breath.

I don't get many visitors,
but when I do,

it gives me a moment of hope
within the struggle.

Because I think maybe you'll
walk through that door

having forgiven me.

I had that hope today.

Mr. Clarke.

I'm a lawyer,
and I'm interested in your case.

I wanted to believe her,

but that's when I noticed
the gin on her breath.

A few days later, I found out

that she'd been disbarred
for drinking.

But I still cherish the one
moment of hope I had that day,

because that hope is you,
Amanda.

It always is.

Cin-cin.

Ems?

What's wrong?

A lawyer disbarred.

I think Stevie Grayson
visited my father in prison.

What do you think she wanted?

I don't know.

But she came here with secrets.

I'm gonna find out
every single one.

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