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Well, Adam, it's about time. And do come into my parlour.

Caviar? Champagne?

What's this all about?

Well, I asked for a few creature comforts for my sanity.

This is not exactly The Ritz, and the food is appalling.

- I see. You've acquired a friend in here. - Mm-hm.

Well, I'm afraid your newly acquired friend has just been fired.

Oh.

So much for creature comforts.

I've written a few messages. I want you to deliver them for me.

I didn't come to talk about messages.

I came to talk about Michael Cunningham.

Who is Michael Cunningham?

You're gonna find out, Mother, in exactly two weeks, at your trial.

Cunningham is a deputy district attorney.

He's the fastest runner on the block.

And he's running right now to blow us both into the gutter.

And this kind of privilege for a price

is not going to look good when he finds out about it.

Especially if that despicable Philip Whatever-His-Name-ls

writes about it in his tawdry column.

It's Philip Spalding,

and it's an exceedingly widely read column.

Well, I don't care about him or his rotten column.

I care, Mother.

I care a lot

about 12 men and women who'll be sitting in that jury box

deciding whether you're innocent or guilty,

whether you should live or die.

I do care, Adam, and I'm frightened. I care about everything that happens.

But I know that when you've finished your defence

that that jury is going to realise that I am not guilty.

They will,

because we have the truth on our side, and I know what I'm doing.

But I know you, Mother.

And I know one reason why you asked me to defend you

was because you thought you could control me,

that I'd do whatever you wanted.

Well,

I am serving notice right now

that I intend to conduct your defence my way.

Adam, I may occasionally offer a suggestion or two.

My way.

Of course, darling. Of course.

What are you doing up?

Oh, I went down to the kitchen to get a glass of milk,

heard someone in the poolroom and thought I'd poke my nose in.

You know, Steven,

you were my first friend when I moved into this house.

You never made me feel less because I worked for Blake

or had no money.

You were always here if I needed someone to talk to.

And I want you to know that I'm here if you need someone to talk to.

There's really nothing to talk about.

Are you sure?

I've tried, Krystle.

I've tried so hard to wipe it out of my mind.

Steven, whatever it is, you're in a lot of pain.

Why don't you talk to me about it? You can trust me, you know that.

I saw Mark Jennings' killer.

- What? - I know who killed Mark Jennings.

On the night he was murdered, I was on my way home from the office

to change for Fallon's engagement party

when I remembered some papers I was supposed to leave

for my mother's signature.

So I drove to the hotel to bring them to her.

I got there.

As I was getting out of the car,

I heard a scream, and I saw a body falling.

I looked up.

What did you see?

Nothing. It was too dark to see anything.

There was someone else on the terrace, wasn't there?

- No. - Someone you knew.

- No. - Someone you even love.

Steven, this is torturing you. You've got to talk about it.

- Let's just forget about it, okay? - No, it's not okay.

Mark had a lot of people who didn't like him,

some who even hated him. Alexis, Fallon...

I didn't say I saw a woman.

Are you saying you saw Jeff or Blake?

Look, Krystle, I want you to forget whatever I have told you.

Please.

You said it, we're friends, and friends don't betray each other.

So please, please.

This talk didn't take place.

Because if you tell anybody it did, I'll deny it.

Blake. Come in.

I knew that I would be seeing you, but this is a surprise.

I didn't know I would be seeing you so soon.

You come to my house this afternoon,

you tell me you're a Carrington by blood, that you have proof of that,

and then you turn and walk out.

And you're surprised that I'm here?

Who are you? Really.

My married name is Mrs. Brady Lloyd.

My professional name is Dominique Deveraux.

I was born Millie Cox.

- Does that sound familiar to you? - No, it isn't.

Well, it is to your father.

Tom Carrington philandered with women all over Colorado,

including a beautiful, young seamstress named Laura.

My mother.

- Are you implying-? - To imply is to suggest.

And I'm making a statement, Blake.

Tom Carrington is your father and mine.

Miss Deveraux, this proof that you told me about.

- Is it a birth certificate? - Hardly.

That piece of paper simply lists the father as unknown.

And it screams to the world that I was born illegitimate.

Then what is the proof?

New Orleans, Kansas City.

Those were your father's favourite cities for fun, is that right?

Yes, I suppose so.

These are postcards that he sent to my mother from those cities.

Different years but similar messages.

"Missing you terribly, sweetheart."

"Can't wait to see you again, darling."

These all happen to be unsigned.

But they are all in his handwriting. Or have you forgotten his handwriting?

Did you want to forget?

You know, I've done a lot of reading about you over the years, Blake.

Interviews

in which I've noticed you never mention your father.

Why did you wait all this time to come to Denver to tell me this?

Do you think I'm a liar, a fraud?

No, I think you have a very imaginative and calculating mind.

I have a very good mind, Blake.

And I have your patience, Blake. I can wait.

In business deals or otherwise, wait until the right time.

And now is the time for me to get you to finally acknowledge

that I am your sister.

Well, I must go, Miss Deveraux.

Oh. You may need these.

Oh, you may have those, Blake. I have others.

Steven.

Steven.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Oh, what do you mean nothing? You're all knots.

You haven't really talked to me, not in days.

Claudia, you know what I went through with Sammy Jo taking Danny.

Of course I know what you went through.

But he's back here now with us. He's safe.

You know, I think this change in you,

I think it began the moment that Alexis was arrested for killing Mark Jennings.

Alexis happens to be my mother.

A son feeling for his mother and the hell she's going through.

Is that so strange? Is it?

No, darling, it's not strange, but just let out what you're feeling.

Don't try and hide them inside.

Claudia, I don't wanna talk tonight.

I just wanna be with you.

Steven, you can't use sex to block out your feelings.

- You can't block it- - I don't wanna talk, Claudia.

Mrs. Colby, is it true that you've asked for a change of venue

and the court's denied it?

What about your escape attempt to Caracas?

I'm Philip Spalding.

Word has it that Colbyco has become a foundering ship these past weeks.

Any comment, Mrs. Colby?

Mr. Spalding,

your sick and self-serving vendetta against me had better stop.

Do you understand? Adam.

I want you to file a suit against this man and that rag he works for.

And I want you to know that every time you do this sort of thing,

you're helping to put yourself away.

- Mrs. Colby, do you...? Please.

Counsellor.

Your mother and client had Warren Ballard,

one of the very best criminal-trial lawyers in the country.

- What happened, Carrington? - Obviously, she has more faith in me.

With your trial experience,

I'm surprised you even found the courthouse.

If I had to choose

between gamesmanship and intellect, Cunningham,

I'd choose intellect.

Have you heard anything from Dex?

He called from Wyoming. He'll be back in a day or two.

Oh, good.

Oh, Steven, darling, it's wonderful of you to be here.

I had to be here with you, Mother.

- Yes, but who's watching the store? - There are phones in the corridor.

I'll be in constant touch with the office, so don't worry, okay?

Okay.

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye.

Court Number 23 of the district court,

City and County of Denver, State of Colorado,

is now ready and open for the transaction of business.

The Honourable Drew Mayfield, judge presiding.

Docket number 84-CR-3026-23,

The People of the State of Colorado v. AleXis Colby.

The people will show that the accused had motive and opportunity.

The people will show that the accused

is a woman given to outbursts of violent and physical anger.

A woman so powerful and so rich that she believes in her corrupt heart

that she is above the law which governs the rest of us.

But she is not.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

after you hear the testimony in this case,

you will be left with no alternative

but to return a verdict of guilty of murder in the first degree

of one Mark Jennings.

Jennings, an opportunist.

Jennings, who hurt many people in his time,

each one of whom could have been said to have had a motive

for wanting his death.

I will prove that that person is not the woman you see here

in this courtroom.

And I will prove that this case, this entire case, is a mockery,

a mockery based purely on circumstantial evidence.

And I will further prove that there is reason and ample reason

for doubting all of that evidence.

And that doubt,

which Anglo-American law has termed "reasonable doubt,"

is what must make you find this defendant innocent of all charges.

I know Alexis Colby.

And I know that the evidence will prove that she killed no one.

And I know that each of you, each of you good and fair people,

will be convinced of that before this trial is over.

I thank you.

The jury really looked impressed. I think Adam's gonna get her off.

Listen, you take the car.

I've gotta make a phone call, and I'll take a cab to the office.

Table for four.

Why did you invite me here tonight?

Well, let's just say I wanted to make a friend inside the castle.

Cheers.

Here's to you, to me, and to the king, Blake.

My husband's been hurt enough.

His mighty empire dwindling?

His daughter's death.

I don't want to see him hurt again.

What makes you think I want to hurt him?

Because I think you want something from him.

And you seem to be a woman

who stops at nothing to get what you want.

I am a determined woman, Krystle. I can be ruthless.

But I have never hurt anyone unless he or she deserves to be hurt.

It is nice, though. Refreshing.

What is?

To see that my brother is married to someone who really cares about him.

The beautiful lioness protecting her mate while he rests.

Even though in this particular case, it's enforced rest.

I like you, Krystle, I do.

I wish we could be friends.

How can we be?

I don't trust you.

Well, that's honest. Let me be as honest.

We have much in common, the two of us.

You, the American dream girl,

the stenographer from Dayton, Ohio, who set her sights big,

and she made it big, all right.

Became a Carrington.

Well, I am a bastard who started with nothing,

and I made a fortune.

And damn it, I am going to be accepted as a Carrington too.

My father never acknowledged me, and he never will.

Someone is going to.

Soon.

Oh, God, you're so beautiful.

Oh, God. God, I love you.

Oh, Fallon.

Who the hell is Fallon?

- What? - Who is Fallon?

Somebody I knew when I was a kid.

And when you grew up, you married her?

- Look, that has nothing to do with us. - Hey, Jeff Colby. My name is Amy.

And Amy is not your therapist.

So if you still have a thing for your wife,

don't work it out with me in bed.

Tell it to your shrink.

Look, I don't have a thing for that woman.

The only feeling I have is one of disgust with myself

for wasting my time on her.

We were gonna get married, big plans. She ends up running off with this guy,

Ieaving me and dying with him, that garbage.

Jeff, do you wanna know something?

I really don't enjoy entertaining drunks.

So why don't you just get dressed and leave?

I mean that.

I'm gonna take a shower,

and when I come back, I don't wanna see you.

Hello, Steven.

Sorry about that, l...

- I hope it wasn't a Ming. - Where have you been, Jeff?

I went to a movie.

It was a very bad film.

They sure don't make films the way they used to.

Where are Harpo and Groucho when you really need them?

And after the movie, you went out and got drunk, didn't you?

Listen, getting drunk is no way to deal with Fallon's death.

Get out of my way.

No, not yet.

What are we gonna do? Talk about Fallon?

Yeah, I think we should.

Oh, we're gonna mourn her death together?

You mourn in your way, pal.

I don't have much to grieve over, do l?

When are you gonna admit to yourself what kind of a girl your sister was?

She was a tramp.

My problem is I'm drunk.

I don't know what yours is.

How long are you gonna go on denying what your sister really did?

How long?

Two witnesses for the prosecution testified

in the AleXis Colby trial this morning.

The first was Dr. Howell Simms, a county medical eXaminer.

Simms told Deputy District Attorney Cunningham

that Mark Jennings was very drunk at the time of his death,

drunk enough so that even a woman nearly half his weight

could have pushed him over the side of a terrace.

On cross-eXamination, Adam Carrington asked Dr. Simms

if Jennings was drunk enough to have fallen by himself,

or, if he'd been pushed, could a child have pushed him in his condition?

The answer was yes.

The neXt witness was Sergeant Cooper of the Denver Police.

He told Cunningham

that he suspected Mrs. Colby of the murder

when he discovered that Mark Jennings

had deposited a cheque in his account

for $ 100, 000 on the day of his death.

The cheque was signed by AleXis Colby.

In response to the question

"Did you discover why the accused gave Mr. Jennings the money?"

Cooper answered, "He was apparently blackmailing her. "

On cross-eXamination,

Adam Carrington did not penetrate the police officer's testimony.

The court is now in recess,

and the first witness of the afternoon session

will be Miss Dina Hartley.

Miss Hartley, will you tell the court and jury where you reside?

My address is 131 Camden Street.

Is that directly across the street

from where the accused, Alexis Colby, lives?

Yes, it is.

On which floor of your building do you live, Miss Hartley?

The top floor, the east penthouse.

And does that penthouse directly face Mrs. Colby's?

It does.

Tell us, Miss Hartley,

are you able to see Mrs. Colby's terrace from yours?

I'm able to see it, but I don't make a habit of looking at it.

I value my privacy and the rights of others to their privacy.

Of course.

Now, on the evening Mark Jennings was pushed

from that terrace to his death-

Objection. It has not been established that the deceased was pushed.

He might have fallen.

It's also not been established that he was even on that terrace.

Objection sustained.

Rephrase your question, Mr. Cunningham.

Miss Hartley, on the evening of Mark Jennings' death,

will you tell us exactly what you were doing

and precisely what you saw?

I was giving a cocktail party.

At one point during the party, I glanced at the Colby terrace

and saw Mr. Jennings standing there, holding a drink.

Was Mr. Jennings alone on the terrace, Miss Hartley?

No, he was not.

She didn't tell you this when you interviewed her, did she?

No, she did not. Let's see where he's going.

Who was the deceased with? Can you tell us that?

He was with someone.

Was that someone Mrs. Colby, the accused?

I couldn't tell.

I didn't glance over long enough. But it could have been a woman.

- What is she trying to do to me? - Mother.

She never said anything about another person, a woman.

Order. Mrs. Colby, I will tolerate no further disruptions.

What are you trying to do to me, liar?

Mother, sit down.

I insist that you move for dismissal.

- I can't do that, there are no grounds. - Then you must make grounds.

- Your Honour- - This woman is lying.

I respectfully request a recess so I can confer with my client.

All right, this court is in recess for 20 minutes.

Why do you insist on behaving like that?

It's pure self-destruction.

Well, from now on, you're on your own, Mother.

I'm going to withdraw.

- You don't mean that. - As a matter of fact, I do.

Adam, you can't leave.

Look, I don't know what came over me in the courtroom just now,

but I'm sorry.

Look, Adam, I need your help, I do.

I will not accept a casual "I'm sorry."

I will not accept a vulnerable but short-lived "Help me."

Either you listen to me, Mother, or I go.

- Is that understood? - Yes.

Yes, darling.

Oh, you're such a brilliant attorney.

I know you're gonna win this case for me.

You are.

I know you are.

Saudi Arabia? When is he expected back?

I see. All right, thank you.

Well, just tell him that I called,

and I'll be waiting to hear from him when he does get back.

Bye.

Blake, you can't go on like this 24 hours a day.

I am fighting for my life,

and I'm going to keep on like this until I have to stop.

I have got to come up with some money.

Krystle, are you feeling all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

What is it that's been bothering you lately?

You've got something on your mind, haven't you?

- I don't understand what you mean. - Is there something wrong?

No, nothing.

Come on, now. I know you. I know when you're upset.

Is it something that I have done?

Is it the baby?

Darling, the baby and I are fine. It's nothing, really.

Excuse me, Mr. Carrington, there's a gentleman here to see you.

He's from the sheriff's office.

Well, send him in, please, Gerard.

Sheriff's office?

Good evening.

- Mr. Blake Carrington? - Yes.

- This is for you, sir. - Thank you.

What the devil is this all about?

What is it, Blake?

I've been subpoenaed to testify against Alexis.

Do you solemnly swear the testimony you will give before this court

shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,

- so help you God? - I do.

Mr. Carrington, please tell us about your relationship with the accused.

Alexis Colby and l were married at one time.

- How long were you married? - Nine years.

Nine years. And then you were divorced,

and it was you who initiated the divorce proceedings,

is that correct?

Yes.

May I have People's 2, please?

Ladies and gentlemen,

what I hold here is a copy of the divorce papers

filed by Blake Carrington against the then Alexis Carrington.

I also hold this,

oh, I'd say about 2 pounds' worth of newspaper clippings

relating to their marriage,

and which might be described in a journalistic nutshell

as "the Battling Carringtons."

Your Honour, I object to the admission of this evidence.

It's probative value is outweighed by the danger of undue prejudice.

And furthermore, it's completely irrelevant to these proceedings.

I'm going to have to overrule you, Mr. Carrington.

Go on, Mr. Cunningham.

Sir, I've done some careful reading,

and I found that one of the complaints against your wife

concerned a certain evening you spent together with friends

at the Round Rock Country Club.

Do you remember that evening?

Yes, yes, I do.

Will you tell the court about it?

Oh, it was at a dinner party.

I said something, I forget what.

Something that Alexis didn't approve of.

And so, what happened?

Well, she- She had had a little too much to drink.

Just answer the question, Mr. Carrington.

- What happened? - She began to shout at me.

- And did she reach for something? - Yes.

What was it she reached for?

A knife.

A knife. What happened then?

- She shouted, "I'll kill you." - "I'll kill you."

"Kill" as in the commission of a violent act.

Is that correct, Mr. Carrington?

Yes.

Mr. Carrington,

Alexis Carrington Colby stands accused of the act of murder.

Do you think she's capable of that sort of violence?

Yes. If provoked enough, yes.

No further questions, Your Honour.

Several years ago, sir,

you were accused and convicted of a violent crime, of killing a man.

- Is that true? Yes.

Do you feel that conviction was justified?

No. I said it then and I'll say it now. It was an accident.

So then in your own very personal experience,

mistakes have been made,

indeed, terrible miscarriages of justice have occurred,

based on false accusations.

- Is that correct? - Yes, that's correct.

I'd like to speak for a few minutes about People's 1,

a cheque for $100,000.

Objection, Your Honour.

This is cross-examination.

Counsel's going beyond the scope of direct examination.

Your Honour, I will show that there is a relationship

between this cheque and two of the key words in this trial:

violence and motive.

Objection overruled.

The prosecution contends

that Alexis Colby was blackmailed by Mark Jennings,

that she gave him this money, this cheque,

to buy his silence about her bribe to one Rashid Ahmed,

and that she then killed Jennings.

Sir, from whom would she want to be hiding this information?

- The United States Government? - No.

No, the bribe took place outside the country.

I'm the one she would have wanted to keep that information from.

Why? What would you have done? Murdered her?

- Of course not. - Taken her to court?

There was no case.

Would you have been angry nonetheless?

- Yes. - How angry?

- very angry. - Angry enough to have it out with her?

If what you're talking about is "Would there have been shouting?,"

yes, there would've been quite a bit of shouting.

So then in fact,

Mark Jennings had no hold whatsoever over Alexis Colby.

In fact, she had nothing to fear from anyone

except a heated verbal confrontation with you?

- Is that true? - Yes.

Mr. Carrington, would you tell the court

how much $100,000 is worth to a woman of Alexis Colby's wealth?

very little.

So if the money meant nothing

and she had nothing to fear from Jennings,

why would she kill him?

Would you say she had a motive?

I'd have to say that she had no motive.

No motive.

I have no further questions. Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Carrington. You may step down.

Thank you, Mother.

Blake, thank you for helping to convince the jury of my innocence.

Oh, Dex.

Oh, Dex, I've missed you. Oh, how I've missed you.

On the other hand, I hardly gave you a passing thought,

except for practically every waking moment.

How are you?

If you'd asked me a couple days ago,

I'd have said miserable, absolutely miserable.

But now I feel wonderful.

You know, I think that things are finally going well for me.

I know, I heard about the testimony on the car radio this afternoon.

You know, Blake Carrington may be a lot of things in your book, but...

- He's an honest man? - He is.

Mm. I'll give him that, but right now I'd rather talk about us.

About the future, about our future, after I'm acquitted.

Dex, let's go on a long trip somewhere, all right?

All right.

Somewhere wonderfully romantic, like Acapulco or Tahiti.

Somewhere wonderfully romantic

with lots of sun and blue-green water and gorgeous food,

and we can forget about everything and everyone but us.

Well, I'd settle for a motel right here in Denver.

But if you wanna travel,

I'll take you to the end of the Earth.

Mrs. Colby, let's go. Your time is up.

I love you, Alexis.

I love you, Dex.

You were very quiet at dinner tonight.

- Was l? - Yes.

Are you angry with me

because I told the truth in court today?

Darling, you know how I feel about Alexis,

but I had to tell the truth.

I just feel...

What?

Well, that you probably will help Alexis get off.

You think she's guilty.

I don't know, l... I can't be sure, but...

But what?

The police have arrested her. The state is prosecuting her.

And a jury of 12 men and women have taken time off

from their jobs and their families to listen to this case.

And they're not all going through this because they have nothing better to.

Besides, Alexis was in that apartment when Mark fell from the terrace.

And who'd be more likely to have pushed him?

Now, all that is for the jury to decide.

Now, you're passing judgement on another human being.

That's not like you.

But it is like her never to be punished for what she does.

She killed our baby.

By firing that rifle, she killed the child inside of me.

And she never paid for that.

She's trying to ruin you in business. She is guilty of that, isn't she?

And she's hurt so many people in so many ways,

but somehow, somehow, she always gets away with it.

I just have a terrible feeling that if she is guilty of killing Mark,

she'll probably get away with that too.

Steven.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna get dressed and get out of here.

I need some air.

I need to breathe.

- Steven. - Hello, Mother.

It's the crack of dawn. Has anything happened to Danny?

No, he's fine, he's safe. He's home sleeping.

- Oh. - I couldn't sleep, though, so l...

I drove around most of the night.

And then you came here. Why?

To see you.

To be with you for a few minutes, to tell you how much I love you.

Oh. I know that, darling. I've always known that.

I also want you to know that whatever happens,

nothing will ever change that love for you.

Oh. My son.

Oh, my beautiful son.

From the moment that you were born, when I first held you in my arms

and touched your little hand,

we've always been so close, so very close.

I know you're worried about me, Steven, but...

But I want you to know I'm gonna win.

I'm going to get out of this place, and I'm going to be free.

And then...

Then the two of us can celebrate together.

You'll come up to the apartment and I'll do the unheard of.

That being?

Heh, heh. I'll cook dinner.

- You? No. - Yes.

I'm gonna fix you your favourite meal,

the one that when you were little, you used to say to me:

"Mommy, I want you to cook it tonight."

Bet you don't remember what that was.

I do. Franks and beans.

That's right.

And a pot of tea. About all I could manage.

So is it a dinner date?

It's a date.

Good.

Steven,

I want you to know

that I really appreciate you coming over here this morning

and being so concerned about me.

I'll never forget it.

I'm a very lucky woman to have such a wonderful son.

Do you think your son Adam

is doing a good job as your attorney?

Ah, Mr. Spalding.

Did you happen to see the stock exchange opening this morning?

Colbyco up, but just one point.

Yes, a new field has just come in.

I wouldn't be surprised if the stock doesn't jump to an all-time high soon.

Mother, let's go.

Mrs. Colby, your reaction

to your ex-husband's testimony?

All rise.

Mr. Cunningham, are you ready to rest your case?

No, Your Honour.

The state has a final witness.

We call Steven Daniel Carrington.

Oh, my God.

I repeat:

The state of Colorado calls Steven Daniel Carrington

to testify in the trial of Alexis Colby.