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[narrator] Previously on Dynasty:

This is the blackmail on Fallon and Jeff Colby.

You can walk away from me for good or keep doing what you're so good at.

[man] Fire!

[siren wailing]

-Michael! -What was your name again?

-Manuel. I babysit a lot. -How would you like to stick around?

Everyone, this is Manuel, the new manny.

I just looked in your room. LB's not there.

Where did you take Matthew? Where is my son?

Don't worry, baby. Mommy's coming to find you.

[Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) playing]

[Alexis] I was coming up to the main house for a nightcap... of milk

when I learned that he was missing.

I hope you have all of your men on the case.

The child is a Carrington.

No, Fallon and I didn't see or hear anything unusual last night.

-We were in bed, asleep. -[Anders] It was after hours.

I had no idea the child had been left unattended. [scoffs]

I never would have left my post if I'd been in charge.

-♪ All ringing a song ♪ -♪ Christmas ♪

♪ Full of happy sound ♪

This is little Blake. I took it just a few days ago.

That nutjob Claudia Blaisdel kidnapped him.

-The person you believe is the mother? -I know. You can't write this stuff.

-Who's the father? -Our son Hank.

He left the baby on the doorstep along with a note

telling us how dangerous Claudia is.

Sam and my other son were planning on adopting him.

Agent Harper, this woman has a vendetta against my family.

It's true.

I found a photo of her crashing our wedding in a hideous coat.

I think she targeted my son.

And I think she was the one that shot my wife, Cristal,

not Hank, like we thought.

[Kirby] I don't know her, but she's not a great mom.

She left behind his favorite things: his pacifier and his teddy.

Put that in your report.

Thank you, Nancy Drew, but we'll take it from here.

Look, respect to your windbreaker and everything,

but you have to trust us.

Claudia has a case of the crazies, and this baby is in jeopardy.

Hey, Harper, former nanny just arrived.

-Wilcox is handling it. -Manny?

-I'm so glad he's here. -Ahem. I should probably go say hi.

You know this is an investigation, not a mixer, right?

Do what you need to do.

Just find this woman.

-And find my grandson. -Oh, don't worry.

I have a unit setting up checkpoints around the city perimeter.

Likely Mrs. Blaisdel hasn't been able to get far.

[shushing] You're safe now, Matthew.

Mommy's got you.

I promise you,

those evil Carringtons are never gonna take you away from me again.

Yeah.

Yeah.

But I've only worked here for two days--

Sam.

-Thank you for coming back. -Of course.

I was just explaining that after you released me,

I checked on LB and I went straight home.

You didn't see anyone strange when you were leaving?

-Just the usual staff. -Manny...

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Steven's flying in from Paraguay tonight.

-If anything has happened to LB, I just-- -Hey.

Don't talk like that. Everything's gonna be fine.

You must think I'm crazy.

He's not even my baby. I've barely gotten to know him.

You're not crazy. I studied family psych for a semester.

The bond between father and son can form quickly.

Maybe I should go to your room and talk with investigators.

-Something might jog my memory. -I'll take you.

It's sweet of you to do this, Manny.

Felt useless down there.

Wish I could've been more help, but I didn't hear anything last night.

Well, we were both a little distracted.

A lot distracted. Multiple times.

Had to get in practice before the honeymoon.

Can you believe in two weeks we're gonna be Mr. and Mrs. Fallon Carrington?

I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

Although some men do choose to take the woman's name.

No? Okay, fine. I'm still kidding. Maybe I should skip work today.

Be here for the family, help with the investigation.

No. You worked too hard to get this job.

I'm not having you jeopardize it by skipping day two.

-Yeah, but this is important. -That's why the FBI is here.

Claudia is probably out on the street trying to sell the kid for a hot dog.

They will find her.

Okay.

-I'll be home in time for dinner. -You better be.

It's the first Christmas Eve as an official couple.

I don't want anything to spoil it.

Except the usual stuff that ruins every holiday here.

I can't believe you never told us this baby was left by Hank.

Yes, Alexis, I'm curious, why lie about that?

Does she need to be here? This is a family matter.

You said there was a note. What exactly did it say again?

Something to the effect of:

"My name is Matthew. Claudia is my mother, and she's crazy."

You march in ten times a day telling us useless things,

-but that you keep to yourself. -Well, I didn't know who Claudia was.

Look, when Hank left the baby outside my trailer,

I kept it a secret because I knew that Blake would send him away.

I couldn't bear the thought of losing my grandson.

-Now I find out it wasn't Hank's baby. -[Fallon] No.

It's Matthew's. Why did you lie to the FBI?

The FBI is not gonna look for a woman who's taken her own baby,

especially when we don't have blood ties.

Why wouldn't they look for the woman who tried to kill you last Thanksgiving?

Oh, Daddy didn't tell you?

He didn't report it to the cops. He paid to lock her up in a loony bin.

-Don't worry. They had a craft room. -[Sam] I can't believe it.

The child I was planning on raising belongs to Claudia.

He belongs to you and Steven.

Claudia is not equipped to raise a child. She's a murderer.

You don't know she killed Cristal.

It makes sense. Cristal was killed with a gun from my gun room.

-Claudia has broken in there. -You'd think we'd change the locks.

Maybe Claudia and Hank are in cahoots. She's not gonna get away from it.

I'm gonna hire my own security team, go on TV, and offer a reward.

No, you are not. You are gonna let the FBI do their job.

-You're an emotional wreck. -You don't know what you're talking about.

-I have a plan. -Oh, really?

Because not too long ago, I was kidnapped from this joint.

If memory serves, it was OG Cristal that had me found.

She defied your plan and the police were able to do their job.

So, I will go see if Claudia has had any communication with Matthew's family.

I will get cops to cover security at the gate.

You never know if that lunatic is gonna show up and try to kill us again.

And nobody does anything without going through me first. Got it?

[door opens]

Happy Holidays.

Yeah. I figured it was a long shot.

If you hear from her, will you let us know?

Thank you.

Well, I tracked down Matthew's parents,

but they haven't heard from their daughter-in-law in over a year.

I made a few calls,

one to the mental-health facility where Claudia was being held.

Don't tell me she checked back in.

You were the last visitor she had before she escaped.

Oh. That.

-What the hell were you doing there? -[sighs]

Well, I was gathering information on you, actually.

Some of your dirty deals. I needed it to force you out of CA.

You are unbelievable. How could you go there--?

Wait.

Claudia told me Matthew owned an apartment and it's where he kept his files.

Did you get an address?

I went there. It's by the airport. Maybe Claudia has been hiding there.

-I'm calling my security team. -No.

I am calling Agent Harper and telling him to meet us there.

We're doing this the right way for once, remember?

Legally. And filled with holiday spirit.

Not too early to celebrate a moment like this, am I right?

I'm glad you came through.

-I told you to trust me. -Yeah, yeah.

-You sure she didn't make more copies? -We're good.

I got every piece of blackmail they had on us,

including the escort's false testimony that Fallon put her up to Max's death.

Well, I guess your plan worked.

You don't have to call your cousin Bobby. Cops don't need to know about this.

I'm not sure how you were able to pull this off.

-I'm just glad you did. -Consider it your Christmas gift.

Well, to the death of your alias, Mike Jones.

Oh, God. Mr. Jones.

May he rest in peace.

I didn't think Scrooge gave gifts.

Oh, good.

Cristal. I was just about to call the house to ask them to send over a maid.

But you'll do.

Come on in. I need a finger to help with the bow for Steven's gift.

Not that finger. Cute, though.

You must be looking forward to having your family back together for Christmas.

I am.

We Carringtons have many, many traditions.

I hope it won't make you feel like too much of an interloper.

I'll just remind myself that I have many more Christmases ahead with Blake.

Some people tie a string around their finger so they won't forget.

I have 10 carats.

[chuckles]

I assume you popped by for a reason?

Just making sure you told the FBI everything you know about that baby.

-Well, of course I did. -Are you sure?

Seems there's more to the story of his arrival than you're letting on.

What on earth are you blathering on about now?

It's just, you mentioned Hank left the baby in your trailer.

But how would he know you were staying in a trailer in the first place?

Any chance you spoke to each other before then?

You know, I really don't have time for this nonsense.

You just call next time, and I'll make sure I don't pick up the phone.

Are you upset?

Maybe because I'm getting close to the truth?

Or maybe because now that we know that Claudia is tied to Hank

and the FBI is looking for her,

whatever secrets you're hiding are bound to come out.

No need to buy me anything for Christmas.

I can't imagine a better gift than watching the police take you away.

Send a card signed "Ho, ho, ho."

I'll know it's you.

We're gonna need you both to stay back. We have no idea if she's armed.

Remember there's a baby in there. Proceed with caution.

On my count, okay?

One, two... now.

[agent 1] FBI!

[agent 2] Clear. [agent 3] Clear!

[FBI agents chattering indistinctly]

-What the hell? -I was sure--

If she was here, she's gone now. Let's fall back, team. False alarm here.

[agent 4] Copy.

You happy now? Hmm?

We lost her. My team would've been here in half the time.

-You don't know. -What I know is, because of you, Claudia is in the wind. Again.

[sighs]

Here you go, doll. But if that kid starts screaming, you're out.

-No refunds. -Don't worry. He's sleep trained.

And we're not staying very long.

Stunning, aren't they?

I try not to look too close.

Easier to pretend I don't know what truck they fell off of.

Living ignorant is always wise, Michael.

I must admit, it's nice to have someone I really trust by my side.

To think it was all just dumb luck how you entered my life.

Not exactly how I saw it.

I wanted revenge on Max Van Kirk for screwing me over,

while you were trying to protect Fallon from being blamed for Max's death.

Funny how things work out, isn't it?

Mm-hm. This is the last of the crates.

Perfect. My first shipment out of Atlanta.

Things must go smoothly, Michael. I'm counting on you.

Just tell me who and where, and I'll get it done.

You are to deliver all this

to my shipping contact Nico at this address.

And in turn, he will hand you a very large sum of cash,

as in "$10 million" large.

This guy is handing me millions in cash? What if he tries to short me?

You've proven you know how to handle yourself.

-This is a little something for you. -What's this?

Your cut of the deal. Call it a token of good faith.

You're giving me my take up front?

I trust you. After all, you saved my life. Plus, you have a wedding to plan.

This will cover the bar tab and then some. Nothing too big, of course.

We don't want Fallon knowing you're the one wearing the pants now.

Thanks for the trust.

I know money makes you feel good.

You know, there's something else that...

might make you feel good, too. Let's keep things business.

For now.

I do love a good tease.

What the devil are you doing here?

I'm just trying to get LB's things in order.

Have you seen his pacifier? I could've sworn it was in here before.

You're worried about his pacifier?

He's gonna want it when he gets home. It helps him sleep.

Don't touch anything.

This room is a crime scene, and you're disturbing it.

Relax. I'm trying to find his pacifier.

Don't tell me to relax. There's a child's life at stake.

You're not the only one that cares about him. I care, too.

I find that very hard to believe.

Especially having watched you fawning over Manuel.

"Fawning"? You're making a bigger deal out of it than it needs to be.

You have no idea the severity of what could happen to that child.

If you're not helping the situation, you're hurting it.

So, please, stay out of the way and let the professionals handle it.

[Sam] I'll do whatever the FBI says, but going on TV?

Fallon said it was a bad idea.

[Blake] I'm telling you it's the right thing to do.

If there's a chance someone has seen her, I wanna know.

Well, it's just-- Look, I'm worried about the baby's safety.

If Claudia feels hunted, she may take LB and run from Atlanta for good.

-[Blake] Sam. -[Sam] Or worse.

-[Blake] Sam, just try to understand. -Yes, do try, Sam.

I mean, I, for one, think it's a wonderful idea, Blake.

When you get to know Blake as well as I do,

you'll learn that, well, he has great instincts about these things.

Thank you, Alexis.

In fact, I should join you on TV.

I mean, after all, we are appealing to the public for help,

and, well, what would look better than LB's grandparents united in their grief?

[Monica] You're still here?

I thought you were picking up Dad for Christmas Eve services.

I am. Just taking care of a few things before we're closed for the holidays.

What are you doing?

I came to pick up the damage report from the smoke-bomb incident.

-Bobby wanted a copy for the police file. -You spoke to Bobby? -Any leads on who might have done this? -Nothing helpful.

They were able to track the serial numbers on some of the smoke bombs.

They were ordered by some guy named Mike Jones.

Mike Jones?

-Are you sure? -Yeah.

But she said it's a common alias. It might as well be "John Doe."

Apparently, people don't use real names when ordering illegal weapons.

-Right. -All right, I gotta run.

-You coming? -Yeah.

-I just need a few more minutes. -Fine. Don't be late.

It's Dad's first Christmas since he got home.

-I want us together as a family. -Of course.

We're at the Carrington Manor,

where the holiday season has been interrupted by tragedy.

With us today are Blake Carrington,

along with the energy tycoon's first wife, Alexis Carrington.

Both are in a deep state of shock over the disappearance of their grandson,

which the FBI is calling a kidnapping.

Mr. Carrington?

Thank you.

This is little Blake.

Blake Carrington Jr., our grandchild.

He's only a few months old,

and we believe that last night, he was kidnapped from his crib

by this woman.

Claudia Blaisdel has serious mental-health issues,

and therefore, she is a danger to our child and to herself.

All we want is for her to get the proper care she needs

and for our grandson to be returned home safely.

If you have any information as to her whereabouts,

please contact us immediately.

I beg of you. Help us find our grandson.

-We just want him-- -We--

Well, Blake and I are no strangers to this kind of tragedy.

You see, almost 30 years ago, we lost our firstborn son.

His name was Adam.

And we may have failed to get him back then,

but we will not let history repeat itself.

We will never give up, Claudia.

We will find you together.

Our thoughts and prayers are with the Carrington family

during this time of crisis.

Reporting live from the Carrington Manor. Back to you in the studio.

All I'm asking is that you confirm this prescription belonged to Claudia Blaisdel.

Crazy Pants was smart enough to scratch her name off the bottle.

It's policy and the law not to give out patient information.

Listen... C. Smith, is it?

It's a beautiful name. Ever notice a plaque at the end of the hall

that says "Carrington Family Wing"?

-I'm guessing you haven't, but that's me. -You should get a name tag.

This is a matter of life and death. Time is of the essence.

-Then call the police. -I would,

but I'm thinking I need a more credible lead before I call them again.

I am just kindly asking that you be my credible lead.

Will you? Please?

Can I at least have a phone number?

[Blake] Which is why I'm offering $100,000 reward for information...

...that leads to her arrest.

If you have seen this woman or know where she is,

please contact us immediately.

Help me find my grandson.

Our grandson.

I'm gonna kill him.

-What were you thinking? -I was done listening to you.

Done listening to reason?

Claudia is probably crossing state lines as we speak

thanks to your publicity stunt.

Or she'll be caught sooner because the whole country is looking for her.

Did you think to run your plan past the FBI?

Your 15 minutes of infamy could've jeopardized their investigation.

Fallon, when Adam was kidnapped, I stayed quiet

because that's what they told me to do, and it cost us.

-I wasn't gonna make that mistake again. -You are not negotiating with kidnappers.

This is benzoholic Claudia. She has no intention of handing her baby back.

If she makes it out of Atlanta, that kid's blood is on your hands.

My hands? How dare you point your finger at me

when you started this whole mess?

-Excuse me? -If you hadn't gone to visit Claudia

and riled her up.

Whatever you said to her, she broke out the next day.

And then she came here, and then she killed Cristal.

You think I have blood on my hands? You have Cristal's blood on yours.

Kirby. What are you--?

I'm sorry.

I didn't have anyone else to talk to. Most of the people I know are in Australia,

and the ones here, I've already slept with and are no longer interested in me.

-Kirby, I'm in the middle of-- -Here's the sitch.

You took a semester of family psych, and I have some...

daddy issues I need to work on.

Which is also what the people I've slept with would say. Huh.

Well, the truth is,

my dad keeps treating me like I'm an immature, bratty child.

And... why do you think that is?

I have no idea.

But I'm tired of trying to prove him wrong when I shouldn't.

I should just embrace it. Screw it, right?

If he doesn't think I'm an adult, why act like one?

Hey.

-What are you doing home? -I...

came to get a bottle of wine for the new boss.

I couldn't think of what else to get him for Christmas.

Thought I'd slip in and out of the servants' entrance.

And miss out on being questioned by the feds?

-How's that going? Any news on LB? -Not yet.

The only news is that Daddy accused me of Cristal's murder.

-What? -Well, he's not totally wrong.

I opened Pandora's box when I went to see Claudia,

and then she killed Cristal.

-That's a bit of a reach. -No, but it's true.

Now she has LB. If anything happens, I'll never forgive myself.

Are you done spinning?

No, not even close.

I mean, what if I'm a horrible person, Michael?

What if my constant need to prove myself and to take over my dad's company

is what got us into this mess?

Listen. This is your father we're talking about here.

He's in a dark place.

He's desperate.

People say and do terrible things when they're desperate.

You are not a horrible person.

I grew up in a family

where if you don't stab someone in the back before dinner, you don't get dessert.

I forget sometimes that there are decent people in this world.

Thank you for being one of them.

Don't worry. It's a short walk, Matthew. Mommy needs to pick up her happy pills.

Which is why I'm offering $100,000 reward for any information leading to her arrest.

-If you have seen... -Hello?

I'm calling from the Hotel Clermont. That lady you're looking for is here.

-Nico? -You must be Ada's new guy.

Welcome to the fold. I assume you got the full shipment?

It's all there. I assume you've got the cash?

And what does she have for us?

The Mona Lisa, perhaps.

Feels like you can get this stuff at Bed, Bath and Beyond,

but... what do I know?

Where you shipping all this?

That's usually on a need-to-know basis. And trust me, you don't need to know.

I'll get your payment.

Wait a minute.

You work for VKI?

Serving all your shipping needs since 1908.

At least that's how the jingle in the commercial goes.

-What's it to you? -What's going on here? Hold on.

[man] What is he up to?

What the hell?

I don't carry black-market antique insurance, buddy.

You're gonna have to pay--

What is this?

Either antique heroin... or just heroin.

Trying to slip drugs in with the shipment?

What? No. Not me. I had no idea what Ada was shipping.

-I just saw the VKI logo-- -That's a load of crap.

You knew all about this. This is next-level illegal.

No way. Deal is off. Unload everything.

This is not what we signed up for.

-I didn't know about any of this. -Save it.

We got a problem here.

I'm Blake Carrington. Did you call my hotline?

-You the one with $100,000? -You'll get your money if it's her.

It's her, all right.

Are you gonna write me a check? I prefer cash.

Oh, my God.

-We have a visual on her. -What room?

She's not in a room. She's on the roof.

-[Donna] Elevator's broken. -Of course it is.

[Blake] Claudia! No! What are you doing? What--?

Why can't you people just leave me alone? You just wanna take him away from me.

Like you did my husband. But you can't. He's my baby.

Claudia, please give me LB. Please.

His name is Matthew.

Claudia... we wanna help you and Matthew.

No, you don't. You just wanna shoot me.

Just take a step back, okay?

Don't you come any closer.

Hey, Dad, why don't you tell Santa's little helpers to stand down?

-She's right. They're scaring her. -[Blake] Okay. Back up. Back up.

Claudia, I want you to listen to me. We can talk this through.

You should've tried talking to me

before you locked me in a padded cell for six months.

It does crazy things to a person.

It is a miracle I even had this baby and that it was okay

after the hell you and your wife put me through.

May she rest in peace.

It was you, wasn't it?

You killed my aunt.

And I would do it again if it would bring Matthew back.

But it won't.

Claudia.

We both lost someone.

I know how that feels.

You're scared. And you're alone. And you don't know what the future holds.

-You don't even know if there is a future. -But there is.

Who the hell are you?

And, sure, there's a future for Blake Carrington.

He can buy any future he wants. But what about me?

-And what about baby Matthew? -But that's just it, Claudia.

He is your future.

He is the last part of Matthew that lives on, the only part.

He would want what's best for him. I know you want that, too, don't you?

[Claudia crying]

-I just love him so much. -[Fallon] Of course.

And the best thing for him right now is for you to come with us.

Okay? So, just come here.

[sirens wailing in distance]

-Yeah. -Yeah. Give me the baby.

No! No, no. You're lying to me.

-No, you're all lying! -No, no, no!

-No! [Sam] No!

[Sam sobbing] No. No.

No.

Are you sure?

Mr. Carrington, it wasn't a baby.

It wasn't a real baby. She was carrying a doll.

[Sam sobbing]

Sam, Sam, Sam.

Sam, hey, hey. It wasn't a real baby.

It was a doll.

-What? No. -It was a doll. Yeah.

[sobs]

Thank God.

Wait. If Claudia doesn't have the baby, then...

Then who the hell does?

♪ The outside, the outside ♪

When I was 10, I told my dad I had to stay home from school

because I had chicken pox, and he swore I drew them on.

I mean... I did.

But he didn't know that.

-Am I boring you? -No.

I have a job interview, which I need since you guys, you know, fired me.

This has been like therapy for me. How about I write you a check?

Unless you accept other forms of payment.

-Kirby, I-- -You're no fun.

Can I get, like, a soda or something before I leave?

Of course.

Don't worry, little guy. Auntie Kirby is gonna take you home.

-[Kirby gasps] -Shh.

You woke the baby.

-How did you figure it out? -The pacifier was missing,

but only after you came to talk to the police.

You knew how much LB loved it. That's what made you a good nanny,

in a Hand That Rocks the Cradle kind of way.

-You're smarter than you look. -Wish I could say the same.

Why would you do this?

Just because Sam fired you?

No, it's because of why he fired me.

He wasn't sure if he could keep it in his pants.

He put his needs ahead of the baby's, something I would never do.

Don't you see? LB is better off with me. Sam was gonna ruin that poor kid's life.

Of course. Because you seem like a truly responsible kidnapper.

Shut up. You have no idea what negligence can do to a child.

Look, rather than kill me in front of the baby and traumatize him for life,

why don't you just give me the knife and I'll take him home?

I promise I won't tell anyone what you did.

-[knocking on door] -Kirby, you in there? Open the door!

[Kirby screams]

[shattering]

[thud]

[baby crying]

Took you long enough.

Ada, where are you? What is going on? Drugs?

VKI? I mean, what the--?

Let me guess.

-She's not taking your calls. -What are you doing here?

Triangulated your phone.

I'm glad to see you moving up the ladder, Mike Jones.

You set off the smoke bomb at the club. You're the reason my sister got trampled.

-You don't need to be here. -Neither do you.

You're still working for her? Even after you got the blackmail back?

-Who the hell is this? -[Culhane] Nobody.

-I can explain. -Like you could explain the drugs?

[siren wailing]

Son of a bitch.

-This guy called the feds. -Wait. No, it wasn't me, all right?

-It was all a setup. -Look out, Jeff!

Get out of here!

[Jeff yells]

[siren wailing]

I got you.

Go, go, go.

[agent] FBI! Stop right there! Hands in the air!

Don't move!

The FBI, a trained security team and our entire family,

all after this baby...

and yet it was Kirby who figured it out.

-This is a low point for me. -Are the police on their way?

Mr. Carrington is on the phone to the FBI. Authorities will be here shortly.

That psycho is in the study being watched by Security.

Well, I guess this is a big win for Team Downstairs, huh?

As much as it pains me to say this... thank you.

Kind words from Fallon Carrington.

-Does this mean we're friends now? -Calm down.

I'll go get his teddy.

Kirby.

Thank goodness you texted me when you did.

-Are you sure you're all right? -I'm fine, Dad.

-In fact, I've been fine for a while now. -Yes, I can see that.

I missed the part of your growing up when you became an adult.

I'm still not used to it. That's my fault, not yours.

I promise you I will get there.

Thank you. It means a lot.

If I don't, I'm sure you'll find a way to knock me out cold.

Could I have a moment alone with Lizzie Borden?

That was quite a stunt you pulled off today.

You're all liars.

You took my baby from me.

I'm sorry. I forgot to introduce myself.

Alexis Carrington.

Oh, I'd shake your hand, but... no.

Alexis.

You're Hank's mother.

Or should I say "lover"?

"Partner in crime"? [chuckles]

He told me everything.

You're the biggest liar of them all.

Who's Hank, dear?

Another doll of yours?

What?

No, he's Hank.

I do have a son, but his name's Adam... not Hank.

Clearly you must be confused.

I hear that that happens to you a lot.

That's not true. He-- He told me his name was Hank.

Is he here with you now?

Oh, I see, Claudia. That's what the pills are for.

You are taking your pills, right?

Poor little thing.

Once you get back on those meds,

I'm sure that you'll see things more clearly.

Police have arrived, Mrs. Carrington.

They're here to take Ms. Blaisdel into custody.

You know, you really are a crazy lady still...

in or out of that place where they... locked you up.

Wait. Where are you taking me?

-You said you were gonna help me. -And you said you killed my wife.

Everyone up there heard it.

Look, I am helping you.

I'm helping you understand the pain you caused me and my family...

by taking away what you love.

I know it's cruel. He's only a baby.

Will it make things equal?

I don't know.

-But it's a hell of a start. -No. You can't do this to me.

You can't keep my baby.

You're gonna pay for this, you hear me?

I'll be back!

Claudia's right.

Words that have never been spoken before.

We can't keep this baby.

The thought of giving him up is killing me,

but he's not ours to keep.

I don't think that they have day care in jail.

He was never Hank's baby. He was Matthew's.

-And Fallon found his parents. -But, Sam--

We've had our own share of Christmas miracles.

Now it's their chance

to be with the one piece of Matthew that still lives on.

He needs to be with his real family.

And that's not us.

I need a hospital.

We're almost there, man. I'm going as fast as I can.

[ringing]

You set me up.

If it makes you feel better, I also set up VKI.

You see, you delivered heroin to their head of shipping.

Once the FBI looks deeper into Van Kirk Industries,

they'll find a string of illegal shipments in progress,

enough to take down the company.

This was your plan all along. I was just collateral damage?

I was going to say "pawn,"

but "collateral damage" sounds more heroic.

I can only imagine what our friend Nico is telling the feds about your role.

Nico can ID me. I could go to prison, Ada.

"Could" is a very glass-half-full way of looking at it.

Oh, and I wouldn't stop anytime soon.

The FBI may have gotten a tip as to your getaway car.

Why are we stopping?

You are not gonna get away with this.

But I already have.

I'm a ghost, remember?

Please.

You gotta get me to the hospital.

I'm gonna drop you off. After that, we're both on our own.

-[grunts] -Jeff?

Jeff, you okay?

I'm gonna get you to the hospital. Just stay with me.

-[horn hoking] -[screams]

[tires squeals]

[Laura Mvula's "Father, Father" playing]

♪ Saw you wandering In my dream last night ♪

♪ Singing Wonder, wonder what you might do ♪

♪ You can't simply hide our dream ♪

This is our first and last Christmas together, little man.

Your family is picking you up tomorrow.

Now, I know you're thinking:

"How is this handsome man going to cope without me?"

Well... I won't.

But you, you are going to be happier with your grandparents

than you'd ever be here with us.

Mm-hm. Now, don't get me wrong.

The food, the shoes...

the turndown service...

all amazing.

But this family wouldn't be able to move past who your parents were.

That's not fair to you.

So, I'm giving you a clean slate.

That's...

That's the fatherly thing to do.

Even though I won't get to be a father anymore.

[baby coos]

Amazing.

Thank you.

I loved that dress the first time I saw it.

I'm just amazed that it lasted for five seasons.

I'm talking about you.

I don't know how you did it,

but Claudia didn't seem to have much to say about Hank.

It seems like you managed to get out of another lie.

I certainly have no idea what you're talking about.

I think you might be going a little heavy on the eggnog.

But... merry Christmas.

♪ Let me love you ♪

♪ Let me love you ♪

[sighs] Is this your way of, uh...

apologizing?

Don't know. Never had to.

Fine.

I am sorry. You were right.

The reason we found Claudia is because of you.

Your charm and wit on TV won over America's hearts.

You should host a daytime talk show.

Thank you.

But I wasn't right about everything.

You're not responsible for Cristal's death.

It was a low blow. I never should have said that.

I was angry, you know, about a lot of things.

Are you still mad that I sold CA?

If tonight has taught me anything, it's that I am not always right.

Maybe selling the company was a mistake. Actually, that you were right about.

Wow. A Christmas gift I didn't even need to unwrap.

I always said the family and the company were the same thing.

Well, it took me losing the company to realize that was never the case.

Losing CA was the best thing that ever happened to this family.

It allowed me to get my priorities straight.

-Thank you. -Is that your way of apologizing?

Well, I wouldn't know. I never had to.

[chuckles]

Steven asked me to keep the family together while he was gone.

I think I've done a good job.

It only took a baby being kidnapped by a crazy lady for you to do so.

You know what they say. You wanna make a purse, you gotta kill some pythons.

Now that Steven's coming back, you can hand over those reins to him.

-He should be here now, shouldn't he? -And Culhane, too.

He told me he would be back for dinner.

I'm sure he's just out doing some shopping.

Yeah.

Is everything all right?

I just had this very disturbing conversation

with the head of Steven's foundation in Paraguay.

Steven didn't get onto the flight back to Atlanta.

He's missing.

[cell phone buzzing]

Maybe this is him calling.

Steven?

[panting] Blake.

I'm gonna need your help.