All language subtitles for Dynasty s01e03 Oil 3.eng

- Friends of the bride.
- Yes, sir. Right on up the road.

Where's your mother?
Isn't she coming down for lunch?

Uh-uh. She says
she's not hungry.

Oh.

Must be my cookin'.

You wanna move
some of that paper, honey?

Did you see this?
Mr. Carrington is getting married today.

Yeah. I know.

How come
we're not invited?

I'm sure he's only having
close friends of the family.

Give me your plate,
dear, would you?

Here's a picture of the lady
he's marrying.

"The soon-to-be
Mrs. Blake Carrington...

KrystleJennings,
formerly of Dayton, Ohio. "

No bacon for me, please.

She is pretty.

Yeah, she is.

Do you know her?

We've, uh- We've met.

Is she as pretty
in person?

Will you put that paper down
and eat your lunch before it gets cold?

I guess if you're as rich
as Mr. Carrington...

you can marry
anybody you want.

- Yeah. I guess you can.
- Hey!

I said I don't eat bacon.

Why not?
You need a good lunch so's you'll grow.

I think it's gross-

murdering a living animal
so you can cut it up and eat its body.

What are you,
some kind of vegetarian?

I'm thinking about it.

Grandma tell you
all that stuff?

She never made me eat
anything I didn't want to eat.

Yes, sir, I do believe I plucked
you out of there just in time.

Can I have
my paper back, please?

Daddy?

I'm sorry I didn't
come down for lunch.

Well...

that's okay.

It's Sunday morning. Lindsay and I
thought we'd let you sleep in.

I wasn't sleeping.

I was just lying here
hoping you'd come back to bed.

Hogamus, higamus
man is polygamous. "

What the hell is that?

It's a poem.
I remembered it from school.

It's been running
through my head all morning.

Shakespeare?

Dorothy Parrer,
I thinr.

( Sighs )

Men are really different
from women, aren't they?

Don't seem to be a whole lot of people
complaining about that.

What I mean is, I was away from you
for 18 months...

and, uh...

men being what they are-

I don't know if it's what society
expects of a man or what-

what he thinks
he has to prove to himself.

Did I sleep
with another woman?

Is- Is that
what you're asking?

I don't know
what I'm asking.

I'm not sure
I even want to know.

Well, where I was
in the Middle East...

rnow what they do
to a guy...

that messes around
with a woman that isn't his?

It isn't
a very pretty sight.

What do they do to a guy
that's caught...

messing around with a woman
that is his?

That's expected of him.
That's his duty.

Is that what you want
from me?

When I was in the hospital-

when I wasn't so drugged
that I couldn't think-

What I'm trying to say is,
Matthew...

women have sexual fantasies,
just like men.

Except mine were always
about you, Matthew.

Sometimes, late at night,
I'd miss you so much...

I'd, uh-

I'd just try and hold my breath
till I passed out.

I couldn't thinr
of anything else to do.

You see,
I need to know, Matthew.

Is it ever gonna be good
between us again?

It's fine between us,
Claudia...

just like it always was.

Oh, Matthew!

If that's what you think...

then you're the one
that should have been locked up.

It's lousy, Matthew.!

It's got all the flash and fire
of two snails mating.

Snails are hermaphroditic.
They mate by themselves.

I'm beginning
to understand why.

All right.
I'll tell you what.

You move over,
and I'll go lock the door.

Damn it, Matthew.
I'm not a charity case.

I can't hardly win
with you, can I, Claudia?

Oh.

I just want for it
to be so good between us.

I know.
I know.

So do I.

It's just that...

I just got a lot of stuff
on my mind today.

Hey.

Rain check?

( Whispering )
Rain check.

** ( Classical )

( Crowd Murmuring )

( Continues )

""Dearly beloved...

""we are gathered together here
in the sight of God...

""and in the face
of this company...

""to join together this man
and this woman in holy matrimony.

"Into this holy estate,
these two persons present...

"come now to bejoined.

"If any man can showjust cause why they
may not lawfully bejoined together...

"let him now spear...

or else, hereafter,
forever hold his peace. '"

Blake Carrington, wilt thou have
this woman to thy wedded wife;

to live together
after God's ordinance...

in the holy estate
of matrimony?

Wilt thou love her,
comfort her...

honor and reep her
in sicrness and in health...

and forsaring all others...

reep thee only unto her...

so long as ye both
shall live?

I will.

( Minister )
KrystleJennings...

wilt thou have this man
to thy wedded husband...

to live together
after God's ordinance...

in the holy estate
of matrimony?

Wilt thou love him,
comfort him...

honor and reep him
in sicrness and in health...

and forsaring all others...

reep thee only
unto him...

so long as ye both
shall live?

I will.

With this ring,
I thee wed.

** ( Classical )

- Wasn't it a nice wedding? I'm so glad you came.
- Oh, yes.

- This is Krystle.
- Hello.

This is Nancy,
an old, dear friend.

- Hello. How are you?
- It was lovely.

( People Chattering )

- Blake, darling.
- This is my wife, Krystle.

- This is Louise.
- Hello.

They are lovely--

but you must take care not to wear them
at the supermarket.

Why not, Louise?
They're just a starter set.

( Chuckling )

- Darling?
- Yes?

- See that man over there?
- Mm-hmm.

- Haven't I see him on television?
-Jerry Henderson?

Of course you have.
Best congressman money can buy.

Hello, Elizabeth.

- You look so beautiful, Krystle.
- We're so happy for you.

Um, this is my, uh--
Mr. Carrington's daughter, Fallon.

This is Charlotte,
and this is Margaret.

They both worked with me
at the refinery.

And this is Bob and Frank.

- I'm Steven.
- And that's Steven.

- Thank you for coming.
- Nice to meet you.

- Brad, old fellow, good to see you.
- Well, Blake, you--

This one's Bradley Milburn.
He killed his wife three years ago.

He strangled her
with her own panty hose.

Cost him half a million
to get him off.

( Blare )
This is my wife, Krystle.

- Hello.
- Well, aren't you a beauty? Brad Milburn.

Friend of Blake's
for 20 years...

and I'm gonna kiss the bride
whether he likes it or not.

Come here.

( Chuckling )

Andrew Laird
you already know.

He's the attorney
who got Milburn off.

- The best of everything to you, Mrs. Carrington.
- Thank you.

And may we have that
in writing, Andy?

( Chuckles )

That's not funny, Fallon.

( No Audible Dialogue )

You've done very well so far. You really have,
you guys. I'm very proud of you.

That's the backfield
of Daddy's football team.

Got the quarterback, halfback,
mattress-back.

Fallon!

- Say, I'll see you soon, okay?
- Okay.

- Fallon, how you doing?
- Oh. Mmm.

- I hope to see you.
- You too.

- I'll give you a call.
- ( Laughs )

- Fallon.
- Hey. Mmm!

- How are you?
- ( Blare ) Oh, Krystle?

- Krystle? Krystle?
- Oh.

I want you to meet
an old and dear friend, Cecil Colby.

- Hello. Hi.
- Krystle.

- I wish you all happiness.
- This is his nephew,Jeff.

And Fallon--
May I say congratulations to you?

- You certainly may.
- Congratulations.

Fallon! It's really good
to see you again.

I mean, I've really been looking forward
to seeing you again.

So, I--

I understand you're
in the media relations end of it now.

- How's that going?
- I'm glad you asked.

- ( Laughing )
- Excuse me. Come on.

He's terrible, right?

Actually, I think my campaign
is going to be kind of effective.

The layout where we used
Brer Rabbit and the Tar Baby--

that's really directed
at America's dependence on foreign oil.

You see, that tar baby
symbolizes the--

Yes, I know
what that symbolizes,Jeff.

Oh, yes, of course you do.
I didn't mean to imply--

Actually, I find it all
a bit precious.

- My campaign?
- The whole simpering attitude.

I mean, Lord save me from cute little
tar babies and cute little rabbits...

and cute little
oil company apologists.

It's easy for you
to be so cavalier.

You've been out of the country while
the rest of us have been taking the heat.

- There is such a thing as public opinion, Fallon.
- Yeah, so?

And what have we got
to be ashamed of?

That we've worked hard
and we've helped build this country...

and made an honest dollar
in the process?

Some people would say
a dollar and a half.

Some people would also say
this country...

should be divided into collective farms
and run by a politburo.

Come on,Jeff.Are the oil companies
the biggest profiit tarers?

- Of course not, but--
- You bet your sweet assets they're not.

Aerospace takes a higher
percentage return on capital and equity.

So do television networks.
So do drugs and electronics.

Now why is that
such a flaming big secret?

That argument is specious
and irrelevant.

Figures can be made to say anything
you want them to, and you know it.

- Would you like to take a walk?
- You're not even listening to me.

You wanna make this country
energy independent?

Who's gonna pay for it? The government's
gonna do the exploration?

Has the Department of Energy
ever sunk a single well?

I've heard this speech. Your father
delivered it at the Petroleum Club.

There ought to be dancing and singing
in Washington over oil company profits.

The president ought to throw a party
on the White House lawn...

and invite all the members
of Congress to celebrate.

And their wives.
And their mistresses.

( Clapping )

Hmm. I'm going to get myself
a glass of hemlock.

Can I bring you
some champagne?

Yes, thank you.

Excuse me.

Fascist.

Bolshevik.

I suppose I should apologize.
I guess I got a little spiky out there.

Don't worry aboutJeff.
He doesn't have the sense to be insulted.

If that boy had any
less imagination...

I'd have to promote him
to my board of directors.

That's not your problem
though, is it?

I expect, bright as you are, you'll end up
running your father's company.

Not likely. See, there's an unwritten law
at Denver Carrington--

at the upper management level
there are no blacks, noJews...

no Eskimos, and...

no women.

Maybe I should give you
a company to run.

I'm sure I've got
a couple small ones lying around.

- Don't tell me you're a feminist.
- No, I'm not a feminist.

I'm not a masculinist.

I don't care if a person buttons his fly
on the right or the left.

But ifhe's smart, ifhe puts
a dollar's profiit in my pocret--

Or a dollar and a half?

That's right.
I'll hire him-- or her.

What would you like
to get into?

Electronics? Cosmetics?

Sorry. I don't take anything
for nothing.

( Cue Sticr Strires Ball )

You don't give away
anything either, do you?

You don't even miss a shot occasionally
to make an old man feel good.

- You're not an old man.
- ( Chuckles ) No?

Your nephew's
an old man.

You, they're gonna have
to nail your coffin shut...

to keep you from kicking
the lid off.

- ( Laughs )
- But you're right.

Feeling good's
not something I give away.

Not unless I can see some way
to get some back.

How would you like
to take a ride with me?

Why? Have you got another nephew
locked in the boardroom at ColbyCo Oil?

No. I'm fresh out
of nephews.

Well, how do you suppose
Jeff's going to get home?

I don't know.

He could walk or, uh,
he could call a cab.

We'll take my car. I'll go change,
and I'll meet you in five minutes.

( String Quartet )

Excuse me.
Have you seen Fallon?

- Am I my sister's keeper?
- Hey, sorry.

Didn't mean
to intrude.

Jeff, wait up.

Um, you didn't deserve that.

Wasn't meant for you
anyhow.

Just a little
free-floating aggression.

Yeah, I know
what you mean.

I remember the day
my mother remarried.

Here. You might as well
have this.

Fallon seems to have
slipped away someplace.

My mother's wedding--

All I wanted to do was shove
that guy's face into the punch bowl...

and hold him there until the orange
sherbet started running out of his ears.

Then I remembered poor,
dumb Oedipus Rex.

Killed his father,
married his mother.

Ended up stabbing his own eyes out
with her sorority pin.

I think it was her brooch.

Anyhow, I got to thinking.

There has to be a better way than that
of dealing with infantile aggression.

So what can I tell you?
I get along with the guy.

Besides, the new
Mrs. Carrington...

is a whole lot prettier
than my stepfather.

That's gotta count
for something.

You want me to shut up?

No.

I guess now that you're back, you're going
to be going to work for Denver Carrington.

Yeah, I guess.

You don't seem altogether
thrilled about it.

Well, you know what
Oscar Wilde said--

""Work is the curse
of the drinking classes.''

Clever man, Oscar Wilde.

Shame he was a homosexual.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Kind of makes you long
for the good old days...

when we used to burn them
at the stake.

You know, I think that's, uh--

that's a little rough,
Steven, isn't it?

I mean, even for a joke.

Oh? You mean, ""Gay is okay''?
""Give a cheer for a queer''?

I mean I believe in different strokes
for different folks.

But you wouldn't want
your brother to marry one.

Certainly not a poor one.

( Laughs )

You know what I think,Jeff?

I think probably you're not such
a bad guy... for a Republican.

How do you know
I'm a Republican?

Well, because we were all
brought up...

to believe
in the one-party system.

You see, I was 1 8 years old
before somebody...

told me that Franklin Roosevelt
wasn't president of Bulgaria.

Okay, then tell me this.

How would you feel about having
a Republican for a brother-in-law?

You're not serious.

Well, liberal Republican.

I mean, I know that Roosevelt was
actually president of Czechoslovakia.

Jeff, you haven't seen Fallon since we were kids
in camp. You don't know anything about her.

Sure I do. She's smart,
and she's pretty, and...

she can climb a tree
like a monkey.

And you may have also noticed
that she has a tongue like a buggy whip.

You really love her,
don't you?

Of course I do.

Yeah, I really do.

Then why shouldn't I?

( Cheers, Applause )

( Doorbell Rings )

Lindsay, get that,
will you?

- ( Doorbell Rings )
- Lindsay?

( Doorbell Rings )

Lindsay!

( Ringing Continues )

You want to give that phone
a rest, honey?

Daddy may be trying
to call.

I'll call you later.

Good afternoon.

Do you know where
you'll be spending eternity?

I'm sorry.
I don't have the time right now.

How do you know
you won't be going to hell?

Because I've already been there.
Excuse me.

I told you
I'd do that.

That was more
than an hour ago.

Yes, ma'am.
Would you like me to do it now?

Lindsay, look. You don't have to walk
on tiptoe around me.

I'm not made of porcelain.
I'm not gonna shatter.

Just because I've been away for a while,
it doesn't mean we can't be close.

Oh, no!

( Groans )

Don't you think it would have been
better to make two trips?

Yes, ma'am.

Will you stop
calling me ma'am!

I am your mother,
for God's sake.

( Sobbing )

( Sobbing Continues )

Lindsay, it's Mommy.

I'm sorry that I yelled
at you before.

I-- I didn't mean it.

I'm trying, Lindsay.

I'm really trying.

( String Quartet )

( Pop )

Don't just stand there.
Come on in.

No, no.
I mean, uh, come on in here.

See, I figured about now
you'd be wanting to see me.

I'm going out now, Michael.
Don't be here when I get back.

I don't suppose your daddy
would be too pleased to hear what, uh...

good friends we've become.

That's ugly, Michael.

I mean, I'm not asking you
to marry me or anything like that.

But driving some rich guy
around all day...

is not the most interesting way
of making a living...

especially if you got
the brains to do better--

which I believe I do.

And you were just
kind of thinking...

that since I have
a few dollars of my own...

I might want to put you
on a special housekeeping allowance?

How did you know that?

I just had a feeling.

And if I were to say no,
you'd what?

Go to my father?

Send an anonymous letter?

Well, I guess
I wouldn't have any choice.

( Muffled Shouting )

( Gasping )

You mess with me again, Michael,
and I'll tell my father myself.

And he really will
kill you.

( Coughs )

Now be a love
and bring my car around.

( Indistinct Murmuring )

Krystle, throw the bouquet!

( People Clamoring )

- ( Woman ) Toss it.!
- Go ahead.

( Laughter)

Well, it's time.

Daddy.

- Bye, darling.
- Bye, Daddy.

Krystle.

( Horn Honks )

Okay, we'll stop him.

I need to talk
to you, Carrington.

It's business.

Fred?

All right.

What the hell are you doing, coming in here,
interrupting my wife's wedding?

Get yourself back in that thing and get on
out of here, Walter, while you're still able.

You tricked up my rig
and sent the driller to the hospital.

Things like that have to be discussed
now, and you can take your wedding...

and shove it
in a dry hole.

You're a fool, Walter.
Why would I want to sabotage your rig?

Hoping I'd go busted so you can
move in and pick up the leases.

What are you babbling about? I've got
enough to last me three lifetimes.

I don't need your leases.

Since when have you ever
had enough, Carrington?

You got a fever,
just like the rest of us.

It's not even the money
anymore now.

It's the bringing in.
It's the owning.

You'll never be satisfied
till you're as big as Colby--

and he's not gonna be satisfied
till he's as big as God.

Well, I'm gonna be bigger
than all three of you...

because I'm sitting right on top
of 5,000 acres of 48-gravity crude.

And you're not gonna
stick your spoon into it...

regardless ofhow many of my people
you put in the hospital.

I think my friends are getting
a little bored with this conversation.

If you want to talk, come inside.
We'll talk.

No. What I've got to say
I can say out here.

I'll repeat it
one last time.

If you or any of your people come near me
or any of my people or that rig...

- or those leases, then I'm gonna--
- ( Growling )

( Dogs Barring, Snarling )

Back! Back!

Down.

Old Walter never was an easy man
to do business with.

Say, what is this anyway,
a wedding or a wake?

Joseph! I haven't heard
the musicians playing...

and I'm sure we all need
some champagne.

(Joseph ) I'll have more brought out
right away, Mr. Carrington.

( Blare ) Good. Come on, folrs.
Let's go bacr inside, shall we? Michael--

- Bring that lunatic someplace
where I can talk to him. - Yes, sir.

( Blare )
Come on. Let's go bacr in.

( Dialing )

( Phone Ringing )

( Ringing Continues )

- Hello?
- ( Muffled Voice )

No. No, he's not here.
He's gone out to do some errands.

He should be back soon.

- ( Muffled Voice )
- ( Car Approaches )

I'll tell him it's import--
Hang-Hang on a minute.

That may be him.
Just a minute.

Matthew?
It's Steven Carrington...

on the phone.

Yes, Steven.

You did me a favor once. I don't know
if I'm doing you one or not, Matthew.

( Muffled Voice )

What is it, Matthew?

You can tell me.

Hold on.

Uh, Walter's gone up
to Blake Carrington's with a gun.

Accused Carrington of causing
an accident at his drilling rig.

Steven's afraid someone will get hurt
if I don't go up...

- and get him out of there.
- You better go.

You'd think after a month
working in a restaurant...

I'd learn how to carry a stack of dishes
without dropping them.

Matthew, I'm all right--
truly.

Go on.
Go do what you have to do.

I'll be right there.

Go on.

Claudia--

( String Quartet )

( No Audible Dialogue )

Joseph, is--

( Thuds, Groans )

( Sharp Groan )

( Tires Squeal )

You stay out of it, Steven.
Get on back to the house.

( Thuds, Walter Groans )

All right, hold it!

You back off or I'm gonna knock
your damn heads in, and I mean it!

All right, that's enough.
Hold it.

I said hold it!

What are you doing here, Matthew?

What were they
beating on him for?

He wouldn't hold still,
Mr. Carrington.

And he had this.

You come to my house--
on my wedding day-- with a gun?

That is bad form, Walter.

However, because this is
a special day for me...

and because I'm infused
with a certain generosity of spirit...

I'm prepared to overlook
your little faux pas.

We'll discuss this
lire the businessmen we both are.

I'm listening.

I made you a very generous
offer for those leases, Walter.

I'm going to up it-- 3 20,000...

plus two percent
carried interest...

to the casing point of everything
those leases produce--

which probably won't be anything
but swamp gas and dirty water anyhow.

All right.
I'll take it.

What do you mean,
you'll take it?

I mean I'm twisted off,
and he knows it.

Got a ragtag crew out there
that couldn't find oil in a barrel...

and, well,
with my rig busted up...

I'll just take his money
and pay off some debts.

Mr. Laird, write the man a check.

Hold it.
You can't sell that property now.

It could be worth
a hundred times what he's offering you.

This is your shot, Walter...

what you been scratching
and scrambling for your whole life.

What's it to you, Matthew?

You're a company man.

Your responsibilities
belong to Mr. Carrington here.

He's not wrong about that. Who are you
working for anyway, Matthew?

Did you wreck his rig?

If I did or I didn't...

that's none
of your business.

Your job is to dig
where I tell you to dig...

and that's all.

Well, then maybe you oughta
take that job and stuff it.

Come on, Walter.

We weren't invited
to this party.

Hope you have
a happy life, Krys.

Don't you worry.
I'll see to that.

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