All language subtitles for Dynasty s05e18 A Writer of Dubious Talent.eng

[whispering indistinctly]

Adam!

- [laughing]:
- Stop it!

Aw. If only he had a dollar
for every time he's heard that.

You know, every time
I see the two of together,

I re-realize that
it wasn't a dream

when I walked in
on you two pawing each other

- six months ago.
- Wait. Six months?

Oh, we should have
a celebratory anniversary picnic

- and hike together.
- Aw. That sounds great, but I can't.

We have an obstetrician
appointment this morning.

Yeah, we sure do, and Liam's got
a full day, which means

it's just me and Stacey
and no one else.

I'll take a rain check
on the date, though.

My lower back's been killing
me, so it's probably best

I stickto flat land anyway.
Oh, no.

I'll give you a massage later.

Thank you.
We had a deal. You weren't

gonna talk
about this stuff in front of me.

I never agreed to that deal.[Stacey sighs]

- Uh-huh.
- We'll see you when we get back.

I'll be here.

Oh, we know.

LIAM: It's the best thing

I've read in...
I don't even know how long.

You know you're not
my student anymore, right?

There's no need to suck up
to me for a better grade, Liam.

Look, if this isn't a best
seller, I don't know what is.

It's really five years old?

Why haven't you ever
published it?

I never thought
it was ready,

which is why you're the first
to read it.

I'm a little superstitious.

I don't show drafts
to many people.

Look, I get it.
No one's read mine either.

And no one will
until I can come up

with a killer ending
like yours. I'm here

when you're ready to show me.
After all,

I'm supposed to be mentoring
you, not the other way around.

It's due any
minute, right?

Yeah. Yeah.
Don't remind me.

I've just had so many
distractions lately.

I mean, my press junket today
and my movie premiere tomorrow.

I mean, look,
I-I am thrilled, obviously.

It's just... I don't know,
finding time isn't easy.

That's why,
whenever I have a deadline,

I drop off the grid and
head out to a secret hideaway.

Really? That's a great idea.

- Where do you go?
- I said secret hideaway.

You're gonna have
to find your own.

FALLON:
Did a spa throw up in here?

Oh. This is what I call

the Adam Carrington
prenatal wellness experience.

Thank you.
I'm gonna walk Stacey through

some light stretches
in a soothing environment.

Sciatica pain is a real concern
for pregnant women.

You're a real concern to me.

I'm an in-house physician
that can be really helpful

to you and my girlfriend
in this last stage of pregnancy,

so you should be grateful.

Grateful? Okay.

All right, that's it.
Everybody out!

Thank you. Off you go.

Look, I have put up
with your relationship

with our surrogate because
I don't want to upset Stacey.

But once she gives birth,

your charm will wear off
quicker than the epidural.

Well, we'll see about that,
but I think

you're being shortsighted
about this whole situation.

Do you know how many people

would kill
to have an on-call doctor?

One that was chief of staff
of a major hospital?

Yeah, exactly.

- Was.
- That was due

to Amanda's vindictiveness,

not my performance.

And while we're on the subject,
I was wondering,

is there any possibility

that you might
help me get reinstated?

I want to ensure

that Stacey has the care
she needs,

and I can only do that
if I go back to work.

Are you kidding?

At this point, you're just
a glorified vet.

And I wouldn't even trust you
with Bo, so... no.

[Bo barking in distance]

I still can't believe

we have a full afternoon
of interviews.

This is more publicity than I've
had for any film I've ever done.

Well, being married
to a Carrington comes

with a spotlight,
so we might as well use it.

Plus, you're a pretty big name
these days.

Though not as big
as our star

Janelle Crowley.

Thanks. And sorry no one knows
your name at all.

Don't take it personally.
You'll get there, or not.

Okay, I've got
to hit a deadline

for my publisher,
so I won't be around

to keep the peace,
so at the junket

can you stick to talking
strictly about the movie?

All right? Not how much
you two annoy each other?

I know one of us will be
completely professional.

Which would have to be me,
since I'm still not sure

what your profession is,
unless it's judgmental,

self-absorbed multimillionaire.

I'll take that
over humorless, finger-licking

"artist."

And, yes, those
were air quotes.

Yeah, see, this is the stuff
I'm talking about, guys.

Can we please not give
the press any fodder?

No fodder.
[clicks tongue] Got it.

Thank you.

I know she gets under your skin,

but don't let her provoke you,
all right?

I promise if you can just
get through these next two days,

you'll never have
to see her again.

It can't happen soon enough.

JEFF: Game's over, Blake.

- You got me.
- I told them to let you in

because I was
feeling generous,

but I'm not in the mood
for mysteries.

Let me enlighten you.

For the past six months,
I've been buying back

Colby Co. assets,
everything except

the music and robotics division because,

well, I couldn't find them.

Until today

when I discovered
that you own them.

Well, that explains
why you're here.

Your accountants
must have screwed up

when they filed
the annual report

for your shell company.

Or you leaked it
just to provoke me.

No, I did notdo that.

Remind me.
I will have them all fired.

But your asset liquidation
last year was just

too good to pass up,

so I sold some overseas
real estate to pay for them.

And they've continued
to be profitable, so,

seems like a pretty smart move,
if I do say so myself.

I'll pay you ten percent above
market value to get them back.

I'm not interested in selling.

All that IP was created

when you worked
for Carrington Atlantic anyway.

So these companies are back
with their rightful owner-- me.

You know, I told myself I'd
never go to war with you again

because I didn't want
to sink to your level.

But this is personal.

So I hope
you're ready to suffer.

Do I look worried?
Because I am not worried.

Well, you should be.

Well, I'm not!

♪

Jeff? Did we have a meeting
I forgot about?

Uh, no. No, I just thought
I'd stop by and check in.

See if there was any updates
on who might own

- my Colby Co. assets.
- I hate to be

the bearer of bad news again,

but it-it truly does seem
like a dead end.

I mean, I stopped pursuing it
when, um, the trail went cold.

Right. Unless it's because that
trail led to Carrington Manor?

Look, I know
Blake bought the companies.

Pretty sure you do, too.

Okay, yes, yes,
but in my defense,

I was in a very
difficult position, okay?

Being caught
between you

and my father--
it's not... pleasant.

I mean, can you blame me
for trying to stay out of it?

Maybe not,

but I do know how
- you can make it up to me. - Anything. Name it.

Convince Blake
to sell me back my companies,

and we'll call it even.

Anything but that.

You know that that's never
gonna happen, okay?

Blake is never gonna...[P.A. beeps]

WOMAN [over P.A.]:
Paging Amanda Carrington.

Second floor nurses' station.

Sorry. Just excuse me
for one moment.

Yeah, of course.
I'll, uh... I'll wait.

Okay, come on, come on, come on.

That was odd.

- They said they didn't need me.
- Huh.

You heard the page, too, right?
I'm not losing my mind, am I?

Yeah, I totally heard it.
That's really weird.

- Uh, anyways, I need an answer.
- Look,

I just don't think
Blake's gonna go for it.

And this is above
my pay grade, okay?

- There's too much history.
- Exactly.

Look, you haven't been around
for a Colby-Carrington war.

Things can get ugly,
so if there's

anything you can do,
please do it.

WOMAN [over P.A.]:
On-call nurse to Radiology.

On-call nurse
to Radiology.

Thank you for the tea.
It's perfect.

Mmm.

You're perfect.

Besides, it's the least

I could do
since Fallon shut down the rest

of the wellness experience
I had planned for you.

The tension between you
and Fallon is...

It's a lot.

And I know
our relationship isn't helping,

so I've been thinking, maybe
we should take some time apart.

For your sake.

No. No, absolutely not.

Just until the baby's born.

You just need to ignore Fallon.

She's a first-time mother, and
she's concerned about her baby.

But don't let that affect us.

I mean, she can't even see
how helpful it would be

to have me reinstated
at the hospital.

If we weren't together,

she'd probably see that.

Ooh.

Collecting eights?

Ah, nothing gets past you, huh?[laughs softly]

Which is why you know that
taking a break isn't the answer.

Getting Fallon to see
that I'm on her side

is the only thing
that will win her over.

Well, if anyone can
figure out a solution

to win her over, it's you.

Even if you can't figure out
a way to beat me.

Gin.

Oh, wait. We were playing gin?

[laughs]

I miss you already.

Don't forget to text me
when you arrive.

Although I'll know where you are
because I track your phone.

Fallon, I'm going to
La Mirage for one night.

So you don't want me
coming with you, then?[laughs]

Because I could really use
a night at a hotel.

Well, then
- I'd really get no work done. - Okay, fine.

You're probably right.
I should stay here.

Especially since
Adam has been playing doctor

with Stacey
in more ways than one.

Oh, God. That's still a thing?

Oh, yeah.
And now he keeps offering

to whip out his stethoscope

and use it.
I don't want him

or his mail-order medical
license anywhere near the baby.

On second thought,
I can totally stay

and stand guard
outside her room.

Hey, stop, okay?
I've got it covered.

You go write, and I'll see you
tomorrow at the premiere.

We can celebrate all
- your amazing success. - Okay.

Hey! Is that the pen
that I bought you

when you won
the Paysinger Award?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna take it
with me for good luck.

All right, well, go off
- and write a best seller. - Okay.

Our call center's being
overwhelmed by angry customers.

High-paying customers.

If we don't fix this soon...[whispering]:
What's going on?

[sighs]
PPA planes can't take off.

The radio tower's
communication system is down.

Enough with the excuses, all
right? Just get the airplanes

back in the air ASAP!

- This seems like a bad time.
- It is.

So you might as well tell me
what you came to tell me.

Um, look, I just wanted
to warn you

that Jeff is coming
for his Colby Co. divisions.

It's old news.

I saw him this morning.

He's probably
behind all of this.

He somehow hacked
into our mainframe

and shut us down.

[phone ringing]
Well,

speak of the IT devil.

Colby, you crossed the line
this time.

JEFF:
I don't know what you're talking about. It's not my fault

if you use
yesterday's technology

for your backwater airport.

I was only calling to see if
you've reconsidered my offer.

AMANDA:
Jeff, there's no need to do it this way, okay?

- We can discuss this.
- There's nothing to discuss.

If your father wants his airport

back up and running, he knows
exactly what to do. Bye now.

CRISTAL:
Wait.

Jeff made you an offer
for his assets,

and you turned him down?

Is that what this is all about?

What difference does it make?

He's holding PPA hostage,

and there will be
no negotiation,

only retaliation.

My apologies for the room,
but with the press junket

for The Biggest Payday occupying
the Presidential Suite,

this is all we have.

So, it's technically
your fault.

Don't worry, all right?

This is perfect.
I just need a quiet place

to write without distractions.

You mean, without Fallon.

Which, by the way,
she already called

asking for your room number.

I told her you
were in 428.

Yeah, but this isn't...

All right, yeah. Good call.

And I stocked the mini-bar
with all your favorite snacks

and beverages.

- What more could a writer want?
- If you see me out

of this room, force me back in.
My publisher's waiting.

If I don't get this last chapter
done... I'm a dead man.

I won't keep you
any longer, then.

MICHAEL: Personally, I think

the world could do with more
romantic movies right about now.

[laughing]:
But, I don't know, call me sappy.

NINA:
While it's tempting

to take him up on that,
I'd have to agree.

Your Hot Tea Atlanta followers

are absolutely
- gonna love this film. - Yes, and, Nina,

I heard you're considering
directing a film

in Rio with an old flame,

Rocco Donovan,
as the lead actor.

- Care to comment?
- Uh... [laughs]

We-we dated back
in film school.

And any chance of a reunion,

if you catch my drift?

Our readers would
love to know.

I'd prefer we just stick
to talking about this film.

Janelle Crowley was normal,

the movie was on budget,
and you're fine

working with your ex.

I need gossip.

So, what about
those leaked photos from set

of Janelle Crowley?

Oh, you mean Mr. Culhane's
girlfriend Sasha Harris?

The one in the movie?

Ex-girlfriend,
and that was a misunderstanding.

Did I mention that I donated
my producing salary

to the organization
Black Women in Cinema?

- I didn't know that.
- Yeah, I did.

You didn't ask.
You think I'm self-absorbed?

You two really rub each other
the wrong way, don't you?

- No.
- No. No.

We're totally...
we're totally friends.

- We actually like each other.
- Mm-hmm.

Finally, something interesting.

So, first-time producer hires
his girlfriend

against the wishes
of his director,

and girlfriend leaks pictures
to sabotage

the movie out of jealousy.

No wonder
you two don't like each other.

Ex-girlfriend, okay? [laughs]

And I think
that concludes this interview.

Thank you very much,
Clara Lucia. We'll see you

- on the red carpet.
- You sure will.

Bye-bye.

Once this gossip gets out,

Liam is going to be
furious with me.

You're overreacting, as usual.

All press is good press.

It's easy for you to say. Didn't
make you look like an idiot.

You'll end up fine,
just like usual.

Sounds like a compliment,
feels like an insult, so...

- Don't be so touchy! Oh.
- Ow!

You just hit me in the face!

Uh, so you're not
going to apologize?

You didn't even
- give me a chance. - You could have

chipped my tooth
right before the big night!

Stop being such a baby.
I barely grazed you.

I mean, if I wanted,
I could do

some real damage to that body.

[sighs]
Um...

that never
should have happened.

Uh, uh, it was

just two adults
with pent-up stress

that needed an outlet, right?

Right, consenting adults need
to release steam sometimes.

But that will never
happen again.

Never.

- Thanks.
- Plus,

I promised Liam
- that we'd be professional. - Okay, so,

we'll just avoid each other
until the premiere party's over.

I can do all the red carpet
press, and you can make sure

the party runs smoothly.

Or we could

walk the red carpet
side by side,

with smiles on our faces.
That way the press knows

that we actually
get along just fine.

Professionally.
Who knows? Maybe you can

use a hand on your next film.

So you want to work on my film?

That was just a little joke.

You probably have another ex

that can produce the film

that your other ex
is starring in,

and then you can just be
surrounded by exes.

You know what?
Maybe you're right.

And I can totally play nice
for, for the next 24 hours.

[thunder cracks]

[yawns]

[clock ticking]

[thunder cracks]

Oh, come on, Ridley. Stay awake.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Ah, forget it. Who's thirsty?

[thunder cracks]

[gasps]

[thunder rumbling]

[door creaks open]

Whiskey. Neat.

[Southern accent]:
What's on your mind, son?

You look troubled.

[chuckles]
That obvious, huh? I'm holed up here

to write a sequel to my book The Biggest Payday.

It was a huge hit.
Maybe you've heard of it.

Don't read anything
but the racing form.

[chuckles]

Well, considering I can't get
any words down on the page,

you won't be reading
this one either.

My wife and my publisher think
I'm finishing the final chapter,

but I'm stuck on page... 13.

Which makes me uneasy
'cause I'm superstitious.

We get a lot of superstitious
writers here at the hotel.

Like this guy.
Big-time writer.

Always stays in Room 428.

Apparently, he wrote
two best sellers in that room.

Says he felt
more inspiration there

than anywhere else
in the whole world.

- It's his secret hideaway.
- You know, maybe I could

switch to that room,
channel some of that creativity.

Booked. Full house tonight.

Big event going on.

Well, maybe
they'll switch rooms.

People can be reasonable.

I don't think
that's a good idea, son.

You don't want to copy
what works for another man.

Could be riskier

than you ever dreamed.

What's that supposed to mean?

[thunder cracks]

[lively crowd chatter][soft piano music playing]

Hey, what happened...
to the other bartender?

Been just me all night.

Maybe I should
cut you off, huh?

No need.

425, 426.

427. So, four-twenty...

29?

Hey, could you help me out here?

[cockney accent]:
Oh, I don't know. I've got a lot...

Oh, wow. You're rich
playboy-turned-famous author

Jack Liam Ridley Lowden.

Yup, that's me.

I follow you, you know.
On the social media.

Yeah, I'm a big fan. Yeah.

You got the kind of life

a working stiff
like me would kill for.

Oh. I'm flattered.

Could I exchange
an autograph

for a little help
in finding Room 428?

Oh, yeah.

- Yeah?
- Absolutely.

Follow me.

So, uh, why are you so
interested in finding that room?

Well, this is gonna sound funny,

but I'm looking
for a little inspiration

to finish my latest book.

And I heard rumors
about this room being special.

[laughs]
Yeah, I'm sure

you'll get exactly
- what you deserve. - Good.

Because my publisher
will kill me

if I don't get this
turned in soon.

Hope not actually kill you.

I mean, I suppose
that would make the signature

more valuable, wouldn't it?

[both laughing]

Y-You know what? I think
I can find it on my own.

Maybe just point me
in the right direction?

Let me get you
that autograph first.

I can't find my lucky pen.

Hey, wait up!

[1930s-style jazz playing]

Oh...

[crowd murmuring]

Um...

sorry to interrupt.

I'm guessing
this isn't room 428?

[laughs]

You're that novelist, right?

The one who just had his book
- made into a Hollywood movie? - You know,

I seem to get recognized
a lot here.

Take a picture with me.

Oh, um...[phone camera clicks]

I really should go.

I-I don't think I was invited.

How about
if I invite you upstairs?

This party is
like death warmed over.

- I'm sorry. I'm married.
- So am I.

Meet me in five minutes,
room 428.

That's your room?
I've been looking for you.

Well, you found me.

And here's a preview
of what's to come.

Oh, I can't wait for you
to show me all your talents.

I bet you're pretty creative.

In more ways than one.

Hey, wait. Hang on.
[gasping]

[crowd murmuring]
Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

The writer stabbed
that poor woman to death.

WOMAN:
The writer stabbed that poor woman to death.

What?

No!

No, no, no, no. No, it wasn't
me. I did... I didn't do it!

[thunder cracks]
Hey! Hey.

Did you see
someone come through here?

A killer just attacked this poor
woman downstairs right after

she was saying
the nicest things about me.

Okay, well, people die at
hotels all the time.

She was stabbed to death!

All right, she was trying
to help me find room 428.

Well, I still have, like,
three rooms to clean

before my shift's over, so
that's what I'm worried about.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Do you know the bellhop?

The one with the crazy eyes?
He looks suspicious.

- That guy?
- Yeah.

He wouldn't hurt anyone.
He's a bookworm.

Like, I mean,
he just gave me this book.

Oh, my God, that's you!

I knew you
looked familiar.

Wow. Now I'm impressed.

Yes. Thank you.
That's very kind of you.

- So, what else have you written?
- Nothing... yet!

- That's why I'm here.
- Oh.

Well, now I'm
less impressed.

It's not as easy
as you might think!

Okay, now
you're creeping me out.

Why don't you go back to your
room and do a bit of writing?

No one likes a one-hit wonder.

Yeah, and no one likes

a sassy housekeeper either.

I need to find room 428.

[woman screams][thud]

WOMAN:
And now he killed the housekeeper.

MAN:
And now he killed the housekeeper.

WOMAN 2:
Now he killed the housekeeper.

MAN 2:
Now he killed the housekeeper.

[alarm blaring]

God, no.

Ah, damn it!

[panting]

[yells]

[groans]

[grunting]

[beeps]

[pulls doorknob]

[beeping]
God!

Come on. Come on!

[beeping]

Work!

[grunts][beeps]

[sighs]

[panting]

[gasps]

[thunder cracks]

- What are you doing here?
- I came to help

with your writer's block by
bringing you some fresh towels

just in case
you want a hot bath.

[groans]

[gasps]

My pen.

[thunder rumbling]

[gasping]

Who are you?

What do you want?!
I just want to finish my book.

Sorry.

I can't let you do that, Liam.

Yeah, we both know

that you're a hack
who doesn't deserve

any praise
or encouragement.

And your best
writing days are over.

As are all your days.

[gasps][knocking]

Whoa, whoa. Easy.

Are you trying to serve
me into next week?

Are you okay?

You look terrible.

Oh, God,
I just had the worst dream.

Other people's dreams
are so boring.

There was a killer
- loose in the hotel. - And yet

you're still
- going to tell me. - People were being murdered.

I thought it was Adam.

- You know what? Never mind.
- Good.

Because corpses are
terrible for business.

Luckily, it was just
a dream. [chuckles]

So if you, uh, slept,

I'm assuming
you finished your book?

Because, I mean, you only
had one chapter to finish.

I only have 13 pages written.

13 pages?!

[laughing]:
Wha-What did you do all night?

Actually, what have you been
doing the last six months?

I have writer's block, okay?

Which is a problem
because my editor's going

to be asking me about it
tonight at the party.

Listen, I'm sure

this has happened
to other writers before.

You can just level with her.

I don't know if I can.

[panting]

Can you just promise me
you won't say anything

to her or Fallon?

[birds singing][exhales]

FALLON:Stacey?

Oh, hey.

Sorry to interrupt.

I just want to see
if you changed your mind at all

about coming
- to the premiere tonight. - Oh, thank you again,

but as much as I'd like to,

I think it's probably best
that I stay home.

At 5:00, my feet just

swell up, so...

But please
congratulate Liam for me.

I will, I will,
and do you need anything

from me before I go?

No, I think we're all good.

I've got my yoga,
I've got my snacks.

Adam made me
a cup of tea earlier,

and later I think
we're just going to relax.

Well, I guess
I'll see you later tonight.

- Stacey?
- Ooh.

- Stacey, you okay?
- Ooh.

Oh, God, you're not having
contractions, are you?

Because I haven't
picked out an outfit

for the baby yet
or for me.

[laughing]:
No, it's-it's nothing.

It's, um... Ooh,
it's just a false contraction.

It happens-- ugh-- sometimes
in the third trimester. It's...

Okay, well, I'm glad you told me

because I was worried
there for...

[groans softly]
Stacey?

Stacey, are you sure
you're okay?

Actually, I'm feeling
kind of dizzy.

Stacey?! Stacey?!

Please, someone help!

Somebody help!
Oh, Stacey.

Okay, her symptoms are
consistent with heat exhaustion,

which could lead
to heatstroke, which is

incredibly dangerous,
so I need to act now.

The EMTs will be here
any minute. Go get me

some cold water and damp towels.

The colder, the better,
all right? Go!

Go, go, go, go!

I'm gonna get you back
on your feet, all right?

Just a few drops of this--

there you go--

and you're gonna feel
as good as new, promise.

- What was that?
- Uh, that was just, um, saline solution.

[groaning]
To help with dehydration.

- It should kick in pretty quick.
- FALLON: Okay.

I've got water,
I've got a towel.

Hi. Hi. Here, here,
- have some water. - Hi.

- Thank you.
- Mm.

Okay, this is gonna
cool you down, all right?

Here we go.

I don't...
know what happened,

but I feel so much better.

Maybe I just got overheated?

Well, as you know,

pregnancy does leave you
more susceptible to heat, so...

You just weren't aware
that you overdid it.

FALLON:
Okay, so,

you're sure? You're fine?
I don't know.

I feel like we should go
to the ER or something.

No, she's-she's fine. The EMT's
gonna come check her out.

Fallon, I'm so sorry.

I should have known better
than to work out in this heat.

You should go to Liam's party.
I-I'm fine.

I don't think that's a good
idea. It's fine. I can stay.

Please. If you miss this because
of me, I will feel terrible.

Okay. All right, I'll go,
but if anything happens,

will you please text me
immediately?

And keep an eye on her.

I'm on it.

[camera shutter clicking]

MAN:
I loved it.

WOMAN:
The movie was amazing.

MAN 2:
Had me in tears at that point.

Well... Mm.

I'm glad that went well.

I think we convinced
all the reporters

that we don't hate each other,
even Clara Lucia.

You know, it's funny
how people mistake

artistic conflict for bad blood.

Exactly. I mean,
I'm a very passionate person

when it comes to my work, and...

other things.

[laughs softly]

Are you actually considering

going to Rio
to do a movie with your ex?

Well, there's really nothing

keeping me here in Atlanta,
so... who knows?

I mean,
it's not like

we don't make movies
here in Georgia.

I mean, we are
the Hollywood of the South.

Well, I haven't decided
what I'm gonna do yet.

I guess you'll have to read
all about it in Hot Tea Atlanta.

Michael, I wanted
to thank you

for bringing me
onto the movie.

I did love seeing my name
on the big screen.

- You're welcome.
- You're lucky you got me

before I won
the NordicStar contest.

You wouldn't be able
to afford me now.

- Right.
- That was a joke.

What's going on with you?

Oh.

This is about Nina.

You definitely got
between the sheets with her.

- Am I right?
- What? No!

- Why would you even say that?
- When I dropped off

her clothes for the photo shoot,

you two were at arm's length
the whole time.

Then I saw you just now,

talking in low tones,
inches from each other,

the look in your eyes.

Only one thing could make
that much of a difference.

Fine.

But it was a huge mistake.

She and I drive each other crazy.

Crazy in love, it seems.
You should think about that.

Trust me.

There's nothing to think about.

I got to be honest.

You don't look like someone

who just had their book
turned into a big movie.

Not that I would know what
that would look like, but...

it has to be more exciting
than this.[laughing]: Yeah. No.

It's great. It's just, um...

TONI:
Congratulations!

Oh, God, it's my editor.

Big news.
The powers-that-be

want to rush your next book
to print

to capitalize on this success!

You're still going
to send it this week, right?

I can't wait to read it.

You know, I don't know.

I just, um...

Uh, I'm not sure
it's ready yet.

Don't be modest, Liam.
I'm sure it's great.

Yes, yes, of course
he'll send it.

Right, yes. I will...

I'll send it over this week.

Great! [chuckles]

JEFF: Well, I hope you're here

to deliver
the conditions of surrender.

- Not quite.
- So, what?

Just a fun, social visit?
Because I'm kind of busy.

Too busy to apologize
for hacking

into my tablet?

Because I'm pretty sure

that that hospital page
"calling me away"

while you were in my office
was your doing.

That's how you hacked
into PPA, isn't it?

Okay, I may have uploaded
some malware onto your tablet

so that when you logged into
the Carrington Wi-Fi at home,

I could get
into any Carrington computer.

I'd apologize, but I did
tell you things could get ugly.

For someone so smart,

you should realize

that Blake isn't the only one
in charge there.

Fair point, but I don't know if
Cristal's willing to negotiate.

- She is.
- Security didn't tell me

- you brought a friend.
- We all want this over

before there's
any more damage.

I can definitely make a fair
offer to buy back the companies.

After what you did, I'm not sure
fair is part of the equation.

I want market value
plus 20%.

I'm liking this new,
savvier Cristal Carrington,

so I'll go to 15.

But what about Blake?

Is he going to try
and quash this?

CRISTAL: Don't
worry about Blake.

I'll handle him.

Oof. I've been trying to avoid
that Hot Tea Atlanta reporter

all night.
It is exhausting.

Don't worry.
I took care of it.

Well, my agent
took care of it.

And I don't know what
she promised that writer,

but there won't be any salacious
behind-the-scenes article.

- Perfect.
- So...

I guess this is it.

Unless

you want
to lend me your private jet

to save me
a few hours down in Customs?

Unfortunately,

this judgmental, self-absorbed

multimillionaire doesn't
actually own his own jet.

Well, yet.

Looks like I'm flying
commercial, then.

My ex is out, by the way.

Changed his mind.

Like people do sometimes.

Yeah.

Bon voyage.

Did you really just say
"Bon voyage"?

She's not going
on the Love Boat,

which is ironic, since

she's clearly the woman
of your dreams,

and you just let her walk away.

Woman of my dreams?
It's more like nightmares.

We didn't get along for
one minute on that movie shoot.

She drives me crazy!

And you still haven't figured
out why that fabulously talented

and beautiful woman
drives you nuts?

There's nothing to figure out.
Even if there was,

what difference would it make?

Nina couldn't get out that door
fast enough.

That girl was in no rush.

In fact, she was lingering,

just waiting for a reason
to stick around.

You could tell all that
just by watching us?

Well, I was eavesdropping, too.

None of this matters, Dom.

Just because... we made one...

great mistake upstairs

does not change the fact
that she has been mad at me

from the day we met.

Did you just...
lick your fingers?

Oh. Yeah, I'm sorry.

I-I must have
caught that from...

Mmm.[hisses]

You're right.

She's the one!

I got to go.

Hmm.

Nina, wait! Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait!

Don't drive off
until you hear me out.

Okay, sure, when we first met,

you thought I was a judgmental,

self-absorbed rich guy.

And maybe I thought that
you were bossy and stubborn.

But that's because
we didn't know each other.

But now I hope that you can see
past your first judgment of me.

Yeah, and...
because I-I can see you

for who you are.

You are confident,

you're beautiful,

you're so incredibly talented.

[panting]

And the truth is...

I'm crazy about you,

questionable table manners
and all.

[car door opens]

- Thanks, buddy.
- What the...?

♪

♪ But I

♪ I know that it's been worth

♪ The wait [car door closes]

[car drives away]

Wrong car, dummy.

♪ Yeah, it feels
like springtime ♪

But right words.

I stopped when I got a text
from Dominique.

She said it's obvious
I was head over heels for you.

[exhales]

And what else did she say?

That you're one of
the most amazing men she knows.

And that if I leave,

I would be walking away
from the best thing

that ever happened to me.

Which is debatable.

[chuckles]

But I am willing
to be persuaded.

♪ Somebody like you

♪ And every time
I close my eyes ♪

♪ I thank the Lord
that I've got you. ♪

I appreciate you coming.
You really didn't have to.

Of course. I wanted
to offer my congratulations

and watch you
get celebrated.

And now that I have,
I should probably go.

[laughs]
Y-You're sure you can't stay for the rest of the party?

I'd love to,

but I'm off to my secret
hideaway with my manuscript.

I need to finish
addressing your notes.

If it's ready, I'd be happy
to take your manuscript

and give you my notes finally.

Um...

Look, I have a confession.

I'm nowhere close
to being done.

- With the final chapter?
- With of all the chapters.

I think I'm terrified to fail.

It's just, the more
encouraging everyone is,

the more I want them to stop,

because it's just
putting more pressure on me.

Doubting yourself is just

another way
of not facing the blank page.

Look, we've all been there.

But determined writers
find a way.

Thanks.

I think I really
needed to hear that.

For the record,
I'm not saying

that I wrote a Pulitzer Prize
winner with this new novel,

especially since no one
has read it but you.

But I finished, and
you'll find a way to get there,

too, Liam.

Professor,
- you're-you're bleeding. - Am I?

Professor Kingston!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Help!

Professor Kingston, come on.

- How was the premiere party?
- I left early.

I know you told me
Stacey's fine,

but I needed to see for myself.

Also, you left this
on the credenza.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

And Stacey really is fine.

All right? You don't have
to worry about her.

Thank you
for staying so calm

during all of that.

You almost seemed
like a real doctor.

Well, I was just a physician
doing his job.

Even though
I'm not chief of staff,

I did go to medical school.

Well, about that.

I'm, uh...
I'm gonna talk to Amanda

about getting you your job back

when I take Stacey
for her follow-up.

Thank you.
I really appreciate that.

Oh.

And, uh, Stacey wanted to know

if you could send up
your, uh, special herbal tea.

- Apparently, it helps her sleep.
- Mm.

No. I-I just don't
have any left,

but, um, Stacey should just

drink some water anyway.

Doctor's orders.

Besides, you...

you never really know what's in
those herbal blends anyway.

Yeah. You're right.

- Well, good night.
- Good night.

Maybe even
some dangerous mushrooms.

[garbage disposal whirring]

- You betrayed me.
- Where have you been?

- I've been trying to reach you.
- Really?

Was that before
or after you decided

to sell my Colby Co. assets
without telling me?

- It's not that simple.
- My own wife undermined me.

- Seems simple to me.
- I wanted

our planes and shipping routes
back to normal, which they are.

And I got our computer
systems upgraded

and secured by Jeff himself.

That's like
giving the bank robber

the combination to the vault!

Why would you give Jeff Colby
anything?

Because this war
was spiraling out of control.

Those companies
are rightfully mine.

Is that why
you neglected them?

You only bought them
out of revenge.

Wha... And that's no way
to run a business.

No offense, I don't need you to
tell me how to run a business.

I'm not the one

that went behind
my partner's back

and sold assets out
from underneath him.

- You should have consulted me.
- Like you consulted me

when Jeff first approached you
about buying back the companies?

It didn't even

occur to you to ask me, did it?

I'm the one
who should be insulted.

This was the right decision for
the business, and you know that,

which is why I'd do it again.

SAM: Yeah,
I'm-I'm sorry.

That's everything I can
think of right now.

[indistinct radio chatter]

So, they think he died
of an aneurysm.

A sudden bleed
in his brain.

Yeah.

I'm so sorry, Liam.

I know how much
he meant to you.

I knew him
a little bit.

He sometimes liked
to write here, too.

He always wanted
the same room.

Let me guess.

- Room 428?
- Yeah.

- How'd you know?
- I guess he must have said something to me.

Well, don't beat
yourself up, okay?

They said there was nothing
anyone could have done, so...

I should make sure the crowd is
clear so they can get through.

Thank you, Sam.

[sighs]

Hey, could you give...

Excuse me.
Could you give this to the EMTs?

It-it belonged to the victim.
His family might want it.

Thank you.

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